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in slow, sensual circles, spreading heat from her belly to her trembling thighs down to her curling toes.
    All her fears and misgivings had dissolved. Nothing else mattered but her insatiable desire for Roderick and his for her. Although she was on top, he dictated the pace, pounding into her with a desperate fury that sent her breasts bouncing up and down. With every thrust, her clit grazed the short black curls surrounding his shaft, the friction unbearably tantalizing.
    Their breathing grew heavier, a loud, harsh sound in the insulated confines of the limo. The tinted windows were soon covered with steam.
    Heart thundering, Lena leaned down to kiss Roderick’s jaw and throat, then his lips. They kissed each other hard, bruisingly. Lena broke away, panting, and leaned back on his thighs, giving him a deeper angle of penetration. He plunged faster, every stroke hitting her harder, stronger. Driving her over the edge.
    She came with a broken sob, spasms of ecstasy rocketing through her body, wrenching Roderick’s name from her throat.
    Without missing a beat, he surged off the seat and bore her down to the floor. Her legs tightened around his waist, her ankles locked behind his broad back. Shethrust her hips at him and he thrust his hips at her—again and again, deeper and harder and faster, until white-hot pleasure exploded, ricocheting from her body to his. They climaxed together, shuddering violently and clutching each other.
    Their ragged breathing was the only sound that penetrated the ensuing silence. Neither of them moved a muscle.
    Within moments, the inevitable recriminations flooded Lena’s conscience like water gushing from a breached levee. She closed her eyes, channeling her thoughts outward. She focused on the gliding motion of the limo, the sound of her discarded champagne glass rolling across the floor as the driver turned a corner, the thin shards of light from the minibar that seeped through her eyelids.
    She focused on anything but what she and Roderick had just done.
    She didn’t know how much time passed before he lifted his head and looked down at her. Their eyes met. His were gentle, hers guarded. As he lowered his mouth to hers, Lena averted her face so that he only caught a corner of her lips. He gazed at her a moment longer, then slowly rolled away from her and sat up.
    Lena didn’t look at him as he disposed of the condom and zipped up his pants. Even when he handed her panties to her, she avoided eye contact with him.
    Returning to the seat, she went through the motions of slipping on her underwear, adjusting her stockings, straightening her dress and making a halfhearted attempt to repair her wrecked hairdo. She couldn’t possibly look any worse than she felt.
    Roderick moved to the minibar, poured himself a shot of vodka and downed it in one swallow. When heoffered Lena a glass she shook her head, though a stiff drink might have done her a world of good right about then.
    As Roderick sat down beside her, she turned her head and stared out the window. Feeling his intent gaze on her, she braced herself, waiting for him to speak.
    She didn’t have to wait long.
    â€œI’m not going to apologize for what just happened,” he said quietly.
    â€œI don’t expect you to.” Her tone was self-deprecating. “You didn’t exactly force yourself on me.”
    He reached over and caught her hand, threading his strong fingers through hers. “I want to see you again, Lena.”
    Steeling her emotions, she pulled her hand free. “My answer hasn’t changed.”
    He sighed harshly and swore under his breath.
    The limo came to a stop. They had finally reached Roderick’s downtown residence.
    The driver got out, but he didn’t immediately open the backseat door. He stood with his back discreetly to the window, giving his passengers their privacy.
    Suddenly struck by the realization that she’d never see Roderick again, Lena blurted