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floor," he murmured, his gaze going over her slowly, sending flames licking over her body wherever he touched. "Dressed like a man's greatest sexual fantasy, an innocent little schoolgirl, ready and willing to be used. Scared now, little girl?"
    More than he knew.
    "Perhaps uninterested," she answered instead. "I didn't accept an invitation into this room, Clint. You pushed me into it. I believe that's against the rules."
    She heard Merino curse in her ear. He knew Clint, and he knew the whole operation was at risk now.
    Just as she did. How she played this out could mean the difference between success and failure.
    And she couldn't forget Merino was listening. She was frantic to get out of the room before Clint actually touched her. He had the ability to make her mindless. Good God, she couldn't afford to be mindless while Joe and his entire team were listening. She would never live it down.
    She stepped back from Clint then, turning to allow her gaze to rove over the small room. She had to get out of there, fast. All Clint would have to do was touch her and she would be putty in his hands.
    "Morganna, you're playing a very dangerous game with the wrong man," Merino hissed in her ear. As though she didn't already know that.
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    "Morganna, don't play with me. You won't like the consequences," Clint's voice overrode Merino's as Morganna bit her lip at the insanity of the situation.

    She turned-at the bottom of the bed, facing Clint once again. "Unlock the door."
    "No."
    Her heart raced at the answer, at the brooding carnality of his expression.
    Morganna licked her lips nervously. There was no way to get rid of the receiver at her ear.
    "Why?" She barely managed to keep her voice firm, to keep herself from stuttering with shock and nerves.
    "Because I'm going to lay you back on that bed and show you exactly what you're asking for by being at this club. Then I'm going to paddle that pretty little ass for giving me the chance." His answer shocked her, but her body's response shocked her more.
    "And should I cry 'Daddy' or 'Uncle' while you try?" She arched her brow mockingly.
    "'Master' will work," he growled. Master? Oh, she so didn't think so. Taking the clothes off? She would have loved to. Under different circumstances, of course.
    "This is getting out of control. I'm sending Craig in, Morganna. He'll get you out. Just play along with it."
    Shit. Shit. This was going to get ugly. She had to get out of there before Craig showed up.
    "Unlock the door, Clint," she ordered, frantically fighting for a way out of the situation. Damn her luck, it was starting to suck fast. "I'm not in the mood for you or your games tonight."
    He rose from the chair, six feet, four inches of sheer male muscle, primal animal, and began to stalk toward her. There was no place to run. No way to evade him. And her legs didn't want to move anyway.
    She could feel her body tensing, preparing for him, anticipating his touch.
    Craig Tyler would be here in a minute. The burly ex-Marine could play the outraged Dom like nobody's business. Clint wasn't a man to attempt to poach on another's territory. At least, not staked territory. Her collar proclaimed her a free agent, an unrestrained submissive, free to choose a Dom. Craig's cover of the Dom attempting to acquire her wasn't going to work here.
    "Do you know how long I've been dying to fuck you?" Clint stopped before her, his hands settling on her bare hips as she stared back at him in shock. Her hands gripped his forearms as the heat of his fingers sank into her flesh.
    "Well, you sure could have fooled me," she gasped. "You are the same man who has run from me at every opportunity. Right?"
    She hadn't expected this, couldn't believe she was standing here with him, his eyes burning down at her rather than freezing her with dismissal.
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    "I can have you now,