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government ship.”
    He narrowed his gaze, pinning her with a stare. “The government has no right to this ship.”
    “And you do?”
    “When it comes to BioOne, you don’t have the slightest understanding. That makes you naïve.” And dangerous.
    Shon gripped Tarik’s arm. “Then make me understand. I want to be on your side. So you can’t be evasive.”
    He gently removed her fingers from his arm. He looked directly into her eyes. His heart pounded, and his gut clenched. “Believe me,” he whispered. “The less you know, the safer you’ll be.”
    Her lips pressed together. Rapid breaths caused her pulse to flutter in the column of her neck. “I don’t feel like playing safe. If you’ll be honest with me, maybe I can help you.”
    Tarik drew his finger along her cheek. She trembled beneath his touch. “You can’t help me,” he warned, staring down at her just to show her that her compassion meant something to him. Something he shouldn’t feel. Something that was more dangerous than the Tri’Neith ships seeking to kill or capture BioOne.
    “I want to try.” Her eyes focused on his, penetrating through his resolve to stay unaffected.
    “Fuck.” He closed the space between their mouths. She sucked in a quick inhale before he claimed her mouth. He wondered if she’d pull away, but her lips melted against his. Soft and full, her kiss was beyond tempting. Using every bit of demanding pressure, he parted her luscious lips and licked his way into her mouth. Hot, wet, so fucking sweet. Tarik cupped her skull and took the kiss deeper.
    She twined her arms around his neck and rocked her pelvis against his hips, inviting more. He slid his palms over the silken curves of her tight suit. She pressed closer, her breasts flattening against his bare chest. Her nails clawed his scalp as she gripped his hair and kissed him harder.
    Tarik took a step forward, pushing her against the wall. He broke the kiss. Her hot breath fanned his ear.
    “Yes,” she mewled.
    Tarik groaned and ground his cock into her pussy, growing harder and feeling cream seep from his cockhead and dampen his pants. As he slid kisses across her jaw, she whimpered. She was soft. The feminine scent of her arousal drove him crazy. Artificial pheromones couldn’t replicate an aroused woman.
    He flicked his tongue against her ear, kissed along her neck, devouring her irresistible flesh. He couldn’t touch enough, couldn’t taste enough. With a gentle tug, the fabric of her body suit parted. Her full breasts tumbled free of the confines. Tarik lifted her hot, smooth and plump flesh. With a gentle squeeze, the nipple, round and dark pink, tightened against his palm. He glided the backs of his fingers across the tip. Her chest rose, and he pinched the nipple tighter.
    Shon moaned.
    Trailing kisses across her collarbone, he licked and tasted his way to her breast. Finally, he had the hardened tip pillowed against his tongue. He moaned and sucked her deeper into his mouth, gently nipping her flesh.
    “Tarik, please.” Shon wiggled, tugging the sleeves down, stripping her suit to the waist.
    “Please? Please what?” Tarik dropped to his knees. Bracing his hands on her back, he leaned forward and breathed deeply of her scent. He tunneled his tongue into the delicate cave of her navel. Gliding his hand lower, slithering over her softness, he caught the edge of the suit and inched it past her hips.
    “Let me help you,” she said again. “Talk to me.”
    Shit. Wasn’t he smart enough to avoid this trap? A beautiful, sexy woman mixed with high risk was always a perfect concoction for disaster. He rested his forehead against her belly, taking a moment to gather his strength. This was reckless…foolish.
    Trailing his fingers around, exploring her seductive curves, he cupped her ass. Need burned like acid in him. He wanted her, wanted to taste her, to fuck her, to take possession of her the same way he took possession of the ship.
    However, she was angling