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breakfast. My grandma died three years ago and left it to me. I also paint.”
    “ I'm sorry about your grandma.” Aided saw a hint of sadness in her eyes and changed the subject. “You’re a painter? Maybe I can see something of yours.” She lived in another world compared to his. Bed and breakfast versus throat ripping rogues. Painting versus guns and swords. Yes, this meeting was meant to be.
    “ Oh no! I never show my work. I never even talk about it, not even with Anya.” Her eyes dropped to the floor.
    In the background the fast beat turned into a slower melody but it didn’t matter. He’d already been dancing slowly with her. He liked the feel of her in his arms.
    Leaning down, he murmured in her ear as he took in her sweet aroma. “Maybe I could change your mind.”
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    “Maybe you can, but it’ll take some hard work.” The words leaked past her lips before her mind fully comprehended what she was saying. Oh yeah, she’d officially lost her damn mind.
    “ Well, my love, I can work long and hard.” His warm breath sent a rush of sensation to her pussy.
    She knew then he could make her do anything he wanted. Have sex in the club with everyone crowded close? Okay. Screw against the brick wall out back? Holy shit, yes!
    She never threw herself at a man and definitely not one who looked like him.
    Idiot. He had to be thinking she did this kind of thing all the time. Like she was a... well like she was Anya. An easy target. Though he didn't look like the kind of man who'd have a hard time getting laid.
    Elle looked around and saw two scantily dressed women looking at him with their jaws dropped. If Elle was cl ose enough she probably would've seen drool on their chins. Their gazes turned on her and she knew by the disgust on their faces what they were thinking. Elle didn't belong in his arms but she wasn't giving up her chance.
    His callused hand stroked her cheek before he forced her to look at him. Those silver eyes glowed as he searched her face. “I’m sorry to make you uncomfortable. I haven’t done this in a long time.”
    She opened her mouth to speak before slamming it closed. He had to be the sexiest man she’d ever seen. “You’re shitting me. There are women who can't take their eyes off of you.”
    His booming laughter made her smile and she loved that his eyes didn't wander to search for the women she spoke of. “No, I’m not, shitting you. My life revolves around work. I wasn't lying earlier when I said I haven't wanted a woman in years and I don't care who's watching as long as you stay in my arms.”
    Sincerity showed in his expression but Elle knew he probably spewed that same line every night. Maybe he even believed it himself. She didn’t care.
    “ Work can be demanding.” She licked her lips.
    He followed her simple movement with intensity and his eyes stayed glued to her lips as he nodded. “I need to taste you. Now.”
    Breathing became difficult even as her mouth watered.
    His lips felt soft at first until she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and delved her hands into his soft hair. His groan filled her ears as his kiss turned demanding.
    Teeth collided as passion overwhelmed them. He devoured her lips with male hunger, teasing her mouth open with licks and nips. Then her back hit something hard and cold. The crowd around them faded until only they existed.
    His hands grabbed her ass and pulled her legs up to wrap around him. Her dress slid nearly to her waist. His erection ground against her and her sensitive folds dampened with excitement.
    If he kept going she'd have an orgasm without even removing clothes. She groaned when he pulled away but he didn't disappoint when his large hand cupped her mound. He rubbed the palm of his hand from side to side against her clit causing h er hips to buck against him.
    His thick finger slipped inside of her panties before breaching her entrance. When a second joined the first Elle threw her head back. The brick wall was there to