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this. Hell, she was a class act, a real lady, and he was nothing but a ruthless son of a bitch who’d never really understood what it felt like to lose himself over a woman — until Sophie. He had a pain-in-the-ass ex to prove the fact that he could be a completely heartless bastard. But as he let her slide down to the floor and shifted back a few inches to give her a little space, Sophie didn’t shove him away or slap him. She didn’t even open her eyes. She simply moaned — and the soft, delicious sound sent him right over the edge.
    Hoping like crazy that he wasn’t about to embarrass the hell out of her, Chris backed up a few feet and slammed his hand against the intercom button on the control panel. A second later, he heard one of the guards over the speaker ask, “You okay, boss? We were just getting ready to check on you.”
    Keeping his heavy-lidded gaze locked hard on Sophie, who was slumped against the wall, flushed and wide-eyed now, he said, “I’m fine. But I need you to cut the sound and video on elevator three.”
    “Uh...you sure? I...”
    “I want it done now, Jackson.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    He waited a few seconds, then took a step toward her again. “It’s okay, Soph. You don’t have to look scared. I would never hurt you or pressure you into anything. You tell me to stop, and I swear to God I will back off.”
    “I know that,” she whispered. “And I’m not afraid. I just...I’m still trying to figure out what’s going on. Yesterday you treated me like nothing more than a friend. We spent our time together talking about the next season of Homeland and football. And now...” Her voice trailed off, her slender throat working as she swallowed.
    Shoving a hand back through his hair, Chris struggled to find the right thing to say, hoping she would believe him. “I know this seems like it’s coming out of nowhere, but it’s not. I’ve wanted you for months. Months , Soph. I’ve wanted you so goddamn bad — but the more I got to know you, the more worried I got about scaring you off. And before that, before I started to hope that you might be interested in me too, I thought you’d probably just tell me to go to hell. But I haven’t stopped thinking about you since the first time I set eyes on you at that damn introduction luncheon, and I was rock-hard under the table the entire two hours, watching the way you ate and sipped your wine and smiled and tried to keep everyone from noticing how real and beautiful and incredible you are. But I saw it,” he said on a hard exhalation of air, “and I’ve seen more every damn day until I feel like I’m gonna go out of my fucking mind if I don’t have you.”
    She blinked up at him, eyes wide and bright. “You want sex?” she asked carefully, as if needing to clarify what he was saying, and it brought an unexpected smile to his face.
    “Hell, yes, I want sex,” he said in a near growl, suddenly reaching out to release the stop button, allowing the elevator to quietly makes its descent to the first floor. He didn’t trust himself to keep her within the confined space a moment longer, without taking her right there, and he couldn’t risk it. Not when there was a chance someone in the security office might get curious and switch the video back on.
    And, yeah, he knew he wasn’t being completely honest with her. Given how strongly she affected him, there was a strong chance that he wanted a hell of a lot more than sex from her. He just didn’t know if it was something he could have. If it was something Sophie even wanted.
    As if needing what was about to happen completely spelled out for her, she straightened away from the side of the elevator, and said, “You want to have sex with me ?”
    God, she was so adorable it was killing him. He gripped her upper arms and yanked her closer, then leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. “Yeah, Sophie. I want to fuck you and taste you and feel you inside and out so badly it’s been like a pain