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attracted to her. They were alone in a storm, locked away together. This wasn’t everyday reality. It was a moment out of time. A fantasy come true. As long as she remembered what it was, she was all in.
    Apparently, Scott didn’t need any more encouragement.
    He made a noise somewhere between a growl and a groan, pulling her up close and sealing his lips over hers, chasing away any doubts about his being attracted to her. Audra slipped her arms around him and held on for dear life, kissing him back as if her life depended on it.
    “I want you something fierce, Audra. I have for a while,” he broke the kiss to tell her.
    “You have?”
    “Ever since we met. You tease in those demure little skirts and blouses. When you took those stockings off tonight, I nearly dumped an entire bottle of very expensive scotch.”
    “I wondered if you looked.”
    “I couldn’t help it.”
    “I hoped so.”
    The revelation seemed to make him relax. His hands worked over her shoulders, her upper back until she felt like putty. Warm, sexy putty.
    “Then why have you always said no when I asked you out?”
    She shrugged. “For exactly the reasons I’ve told you. I’m a lot older, and we have a business relationship.”
    “What’s different now?”
    “The storm, this night, I guess. Being honest with myself about what I want.”
    “Honesty is good. Do you know how hard it’s been to keep my hands off of you, watching you sit there with your knees crossed so politely? All I could think about was getting in between them and finding what you’re hiding there.”
    Audra closed her eyes, desire rippling through her at his honesty.
    She soaked up every second of his attention. After being rejected for years by a man who found every other woman in the world attractive, to have a man like Scott say these things to her was delectable.
    “How, um, hard was it?” She peeked up at him through her lashes and added, “Very hard?”
    He took her hand and moved it to the front of his pants—bold move.
    “Oh.” She squeezed his length, and he sucked in a breath, pushed into her touch. “I see. Very hard.”
    “Audra, tell me I’m not taking advantage. This isn’t the beer talking, is it? If you regret this tomorrow, I’d hate that more than anything.”
    She could sense him holding himself back. That made her want him even more.
    “You’re not taking advantage. It would take a lot more than two beers for that to happen. I’m very clear on what I want, and I wanted you before I had a drink. I’ve been resisting it, but I’m done playing games. I want you too. A lot.”
    Given the green light, he pulled her in, hugged her tight to him, his hands smoothing over her back. The hug turned to something hotter as he nibbled at her ear, taking his time, making her insides turn liquid. Audra couldn’t remember a time in recent memory, or maybe not in her entire life, when she’d gotten this hot, this fast.
    His big hands slipped from her back to cover her breasts through her sweater, rubbing hard nipples through the soft fabric. She gasped at the intense response she had to his ministrations, moaning into his mouth as he kissed her again.
    The kiss got hotter and deeper as Scott ground himself into her hip, his need evident. Heat flooded between her legs, dampening her thighs. He slid a hand up inside her sweater, under her bra, closing his palm over her breast. Flesh to flesh. She arched into him, whispering his name, begging for more.
    He was happy to oblige and never stopping touching her as he walked her to the far side of the bar, away from the door and the windows. Only the fireplace and some low ceiling lights illuminated the spot. He pushed her sweater up and over her head, her bra coming off with it almost faster than she realized.
    He was obviously really good at this. Backed up against one of the tables, Audra writhed as Scott sucked the soft flesh of her breast into his mouth, lolling the nipple with his tongue until she was