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on the side of the corset she’d purchased at the Hustler store in Hollywood after dinner.
    She held still, expecting him to fumble. When he skillfully popped open the long line of hooks, she couldn’t stifle a gasp. Of course he would know how to unfasten lingerie. She pushed away thoughts of how much experience it would take to learn how to strip a woman this fast and focused on the fact she was with him tonight.
    Unease stole through her, and she shivered. Now that the moment had arrived, she was nervous. Damn it, this never happens in my fantasies. She held her breath as he popped the last hook, suppressing an urge to grab the edges of the corset and hold it together. Roman lifted his head. His eyes were hot and his jaw was tight. God, she hoped he couldn’t tell she was nervous. She wanted this, no matter what her stupid nerves were saying. Resolutely, she grasped the front of her corset and tugged it away from her body.
    His gaze dipped to her breasts. A low groan rippled through his body as he crushed her to his chest. She felt him throb against her belly, and a sharp jolt of answering arousal surged through her. He bent to take her mouth again, caressing her breast with one hand and tangling the other in her hair. She went mindless, every half-formed reservation vanishing in a puff of hot smoke as his thumb brushed back and forth over the tip of her breast, the delicious friction shooting heat to her belly and between her thighs. He released her hair and cupped her ass, lifting her against the wall. He balanced her midair, thrusting one leg between hers. The slight movement of his hips kept time with the teasing thrusts of his tongue, making her burn.
    She gripped his shoulders. “Roman, please…”
    He froze and then stepped back, growling. Her feet hit the floor, and he caught her around the waist, steadying her. “Come on.”
    She followed him to a red leather couch. He tugged her down to sit beside him, but made no move to continue what they had started. In spite of their closeness, she felt distance growing between them with every second that passed. Gathering her courage, she slid into his lap and straddled his hips, meeting his cool blue stare. “Where were we?” She arched her back, angling her breasts toward his mouth. Her nipples tightened, prickling at the soft caress of his breath.
    “Discussing what brought you to California.” His voice was strained.
    She blinked. “Are you sure? I thought we were fooling around.” To illustrate her point, she rocked her hips against his erection. Her bathing suit slipped wetly beneath her jeans, and she moaned softly. She bent to kiss him.
    His hands gripped her thighs, stopping her descent. “Why are you here, Jenna?”
    Arousal was making it difficult to keep track of the conversation. The proof of his desire was heady and empowering. It was hard to focus on anything but the ache building inside her.
    She pressed forward, but he leaned back, squeezing her legs. “Answer the question.”
    Her first thought was to tell him Cooper’s needed help, but his earlier rebuff still stung. She wanted him to see her as an equal. “I want to work for you.”
    Actually, she wanted more than that right now. She held her breath as his hand slid up her leg to the sensitive spot where her leg met her hip.
    “Is that why you came to the beach tonight? To convince me to hire you?”
    Not entirely. His thumb brushed across the front of her jeans in a light caress that made her unable to speak. It wasn’t enough. She needed more. She pressed into him, rubbing against his hard length.
    Abruptly, he released her.
    Her eyes popped open and she found him glaring up at her, hands balled into fists at his sides. “Just how far are you willing to go for a job?” His voice was cold, chilling her.
    Shock paralyzed her for an endless second. Then she scrambled out of his lap. She’d been shameless with lust, begging for his touch, while he objectively analyzed her motivation and