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got close to her, she lost all rationality. He smelled like soap,
shampoo and exciting male. Her insides just melted and then she was
kissing him.
    He slipped his hand
under her hair, tugging her down, and she willingly went to her
knees, her face level with that huge bulge in his pants. “You’ll
have to help me out here. I can’t go out there in front of
everybody and deliver my speech with a freaking hard-on. It’s
your fault, so be an angel and take care of it.”
    “How am I
supposed to…ah…get access to that…secret
weapon?”
    He chuckled again.
“There’s a handy flap.”
    “Oh, so there
is,” she said, opening it and reaching inside to release his
stiff shaft and balls.
    “Ohmigod. It is green. Just for me?”
    “Just for you,
babe,” he grinned.
    He stroked his
fingers along the length of his cock, and she watched, fascinated, as
he thickened even more. She brought her face closer and he rubbed the
broad, swollen head against her lips. “Take me.”
    Then his hand fisted
in her hair, tightened as if to keep her from pulling away, but she
wasn’t going anywhere. She submitted to his domination because
she wanted to pleasure him.
    She let her eyes
stroll up the length of his body and, holding his hot gaze, she
parted her lips and took him as deep as she could, surrounding him in
wet heat and the silken caress of her tongue along the underside of
his shaft. She relaxed her throat, practically swallowing him while
his hand cupped the back of her head, holding her, guiding her, as
his hips rocked rhythmically and his cock slid in and out of her
mouth.
    The people just
outside their curtained alcove made it even more likely she could be
caught—during a business function, sucking Shane off. But the
risk only heightened the pleasure.
    “ Geeezzzuusss ,”
he hissed, and a muscle in his jaw stood out as he gritted his teeth
to keep quiet.
    She knew he was
about to come; she could taste the change in him, hot and salty,
could feel the steady throb of the vein running along the underside
of his cock, and his testicles were drawn up close to his body. A
shudder rocked him, and she swirled her tongue over the engorged,
sensitive tip, then closed her lips tightly over the crown and
sucked, hard, pushing him higher, increasing his pleasure with each
stroke of her mouth on his sex. He groaned, closed his eyes, panting.
Oh, so close. His stomach muscles tightened. “Oh, fuck,”
he said, more a growl then a word.
    His hips surged, and
he threw his head back, shuddering, coming for her while she worked
him over hard. She looked up at him to watch. He had pressed his
hands flat against the wall. His mouth open, his breathing was
ragged, his eyes dark with passion and a hunger as raw as the one she
was satisfying in herself.
    She took her time
settling his cock back against his body and doing up the flap as his
hand caressed her scalp.
    He pulled her
against him and she tipped her head back to meet his fierce gaze. In
a breath, he was on her, his mouth rolling heavily over hers, his
hands riding up her back to lodge in her hair. She wanted this.
Wanted him…and thought that maybe a job just wasn’t
worth the effort it took to resist this man.
    A muffled sound and
the hush of cloth falling back into place brought Cat out of her
languor. She broke away from Shane just in time to see the curtain
fall into place. Was that a puff of air from someone walking by, or
had someone been standing there listening…or watching?
    “Oh, God,”
she whispered. Could someone have seen her? Them? Her heart was in
her throat.
    Shane stepped closer
while she peered out into the crowd. “What’s wrong?”
    She couldn’t
hide the panic in her voice. “I think someone saw us.”
    “Are you
sure?” Shane asked, looking out as well, scanning the crowd.
    “No.”
She grabbed his arm and pulled him back behind the curtain
    She glanced at her
watch. “Damn, it’s almost time for your speech.”
    She smoothed her
hand over his