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The ache between her legs intensified, needing the relief that only his rock hard arousal rubbing against her could provide.
    He groaned as he pulled away from her and looked down the hallway with urgency. “Which
    one is yours?”
    “Why go to mine when your room is right behind me?” She brushed her lips along the side of
    his neck, and was rewarded by another low grumble from him. The last thing she wanted was to
    have to explain why she didn’t want to go to her room.
    He hesitated and then nodded. Reaching into his inner pocket, he pulled out his card key and
    inserted it into the reader. The door beeped and they were in. Genevieve tossed her purse onto
    the floor, while she kicked off her heels, not caring where any of it landed.
    “We need a shower.” Dane pulled the Evil Dead t-shirt up and over his head, tossing it to the floor, along with the button-down shirt underneath, a couple of buttons breaking off in his haste.
    Lifting her hands above her head she waited for him to remove her t-shirt and took the
    opportunity to admire the hard lines of his chest and abdominals. He was indeed beautiful, like
    he’d stepped out of the pages of a magazine. He grabbed the hem of her shirt and tugged it up
    and off, tossing it to the floor with his.
    “Oh no… Shit, I’m sorry, Ginny.”
    She lowered her arms and followed his eyes to her chest. The cream-coloured dress was
    stained with red and pink blotches.
    “No big deal.” Grabbing him by his front belt loop she began pulling him into the main room.
    “Where’s the shower?” She glanced around the main room, not really interested in the
    spectacular décor. There would be time to explore the room later.
    He hesitated. “Are you sure?”
    She redirected her attention back to him. “About? The dress will be fine.” She doubted it, but
    wasn’t about to ruin the mood over a stained dress, regardless of the price or designer.
    “Tonight. Normally I’d be all for this, but I’m –”
    “Don’t be.” She stepped up to him and placed her palms flat on his chest. The muscles flexed
    as her fingers traced the sharp contours. “If you didn’t notice already, I’m kinda into the idea.”
    She lifted her eyes from his chest to meet his heated stare.
    He began to walk her backward and to the left. “I just don’t want to take advantage.
    Considering… ” Leaning down, he nipped at the side of her neck. Letting her head fall to the
    side, Genevieve sighed, her nails digging into his shoulders.
    “Don’t be.”
    He lifted his head and in one swift motion, he bent, slipped a hand under her legs and
    shoulders and hoisted her into his arms, holding her tight to his naked chest.
    She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck as he carried her across the room and into
    the bathroom, which was decorated in black, white and shades of grey. The black shower stall
    was large enough to comfortably fit a half-dozen people, with an array of gadgets inside the stall.
    It felt good to be secure in his arms being carried as if she weighed nothing more than a
    feather. It made her feel secure and protected. She was surprised at how good that feeling felt. It was a feeling she never really experienced with Alex.
    Dane slowly placed her back onto her feet. Holding her close to his chest, he reached into the
    shower and turned it on, adjusting the temperature until he was satisfied. Straightening up and
    taking a step away from her, Dane’s eyes took their time to scan the length of her body.
    “I think we should be getting you out of this dress.” A sexy smile emerged on his lips as he
    stepped to her again, reached behind her and slowly unzipped the back of her dress, keeping his
    eyes locked to hers.
    Another bout of nervousness hit her, mixing with her desire, making her tremble. Her
    nervousness increased as the fabric at her back parted and the bodice of her dress loosened and
    then fell away from her breasts.
    He stepped a little closer, his lips grazing the side