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From STRONG AND STEADY:

You need to c*me a few times. That should loosen you up.”

“And you're the man to do it?”

“Absolutely. Right here in this hallway.”

She thought I was all talk. Hell, no. She needed to c*me on my
face. That would take the edge off. She looked around, but we were
definitely alone. “Here? No way. I don't do stuff like that.”

“That is f*cking obvious.”

“You might know what you're doing in a courtroom, but this?”
She waved her hand between the two of us, although I didn't give her
much room to do so. “You might need to pull out a text book or
something. It isn't working.”

Not working? I bet her panties were soaked. I was going to find
out, because while she might like to be in charge, it wasn't going to
happen.

“I warned you, doll. Don't push my buttons because I'm going to
push yours.” I slipped one hand down between her legs and I could feel
the heat of her through her skirt and panties. Yeah, her panties were
soaked. “I'm going to push this button… right here.”

I tapped at her hard, little cl*t and she gasped.

“I hate you,” she said, her voice breathy.

“Is that so? Your pu**y seems to like me just fine.”

She rocked her hips into my palm and begged. “Please.”

“That's my girl,” I murmured, leaning into the task before me.

FROM RIDE ME DIRTY:
CATHERINE

The hallway was dark, the pulsing beat of a new
dance number thumped through the wall at my back as he held me there, trapped
between the unforgiving plaster and his hot, lean frame. His lips were hard and
dominant, demanding my surrender, even as I squirmed in his hold. He was the
only man that I wanted to disembowel with my stiletto and fuck with equal need.

“Don’t move.” He pressed forward, his solid body pinning me to
the wall, his rock hard cock a temptation I couldn’t ignore as I ground my hips
against him, trying to get closer. God, yes. More.

“Does this bossy shit work with all the girls?”

“Your pussy's all hot and wet, doll. Don't deny it.”

His dark eyes met mine and the look I gave him
should have withered his balls. Instead, it made him grin and I swear I felt
his cock pulse. “Shut it down, doll. Every thought in your head. Work. Life.
Everything but my dick pressed against you. Shut it the fuck down before I take
you over my knee.” I narrowed my eyes and was equally appalled and aroused.
“You wouldn't.”

The thin material of his suit pants was almost no
barrier between us as I raised my legs and wrapped them around his hips like a
woman in heat. I had no idea arguing would be so fucking hot. My skirt slid up
and I rubbed my bare inner thighs against his hips, eager for more.

Lifting my arms over my head, he trapped my wrists
in one hand, freeing the other to slide to my waist as he kissed my neck,
licked it. Sucked on it. There was going to be a mark there come morning. I
arched to give him better access as his fingers left a trail of heat on their
way to cup my full breast beneath my blouse. He shoved the thin material up his
calloused palms on my flesh. My hard nipple begged for his attention.

“Yeeees.”

Holy shit. Was that me? I didn’t recognize that
voice. I’d never sounded that desperate to be touched, that needy. And work…
what work? Nothing turned my mind off faster than a man gently biting my
nipple. And not just any man. Sam Kane. God, he'd been a childhood
crush, the star of my schoolgirl fantasies, but that had been fifteen years
ago.

He'd been a boy then. Now, now he was all man
and I was climbing him like a tree. We'd spent the past hour arguing and he
instinctively knew how to push every one of my buttons. Instead of kneeing him
in the balls, I was in the hallway of a public place letting him touch and
taste and lick me.

“That's it. The only thing you should be thinking about is
this.” His lips claimed mine as his free hand slid lower, down my abdomen. His
blunt fingertips slipped over my skirt to my thigh, then up, higher, and
stroked along the lace of my panties.

His hand tightened around my wrists, his tongue
plundered my mouth and two fingers nudged my panties to the side and slid into
me. I was so damn hot for him I nearly came from that one rough thrust.

I couldn’t stop the throaty moan that escaped me
as he pulled his fingers free and fucked me with them again. He was
opinionated, bossy and annoying as fuck. He even stole my cell to keep me from
working. So why was I panting his name as he did what he wanted?

Grinding on his hand, I tried to get him to stroke
my clit, to take me the rest of the way, but he broke off our kiss and bit my
bottom lip lightly, just enough to let me know he was in charge. “Not yet,
Katie. Not until I give you permission.”

Permission? How dare he! I dripped all over his
fingers.

My pussy clenched and he pulled back, thrusting
twice more, ever so careful to keep his hand away from my clit. I moaned in
frustration and he nibbled at my jaw. “That’s the sound I want to hear from
you.” He fingered my clit once, with a swift, light touch that just drove me
higher. I whimpered and he returned to take my lips, speaking against them as
his fingers moved in and out of my wet pussy gently now, so damn slowly I
wanted to cry.

He kissed me, hard, then unwrapped my legs from
his waist, then moved lower. Letting go of my wrists he knelt in front of me
and lifted my skirt to my waist. My lace panties he simply shoved to the side
as he held me in place with one hand on my abdomen. The other he used to spread
me open for his mouth.

“Oh shit,” I murmured, staring at his dark head between my
thighs, feeling his hot breath fan over my pussy.

I should tell him to stop. We were in the damn
hallway of a bar. True, a back hallway, but anyone could walk in at any moment.
I should behave like a proper professional and tell him no, tell him to wait
until we were somewhere more private, more—

He sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked the
nub with his tongue and I tangled my fingers in his hair. Head back, I didn’t
realize I’d closed my eyes until I heard a soft chuckle coming from my right.

Shocked, I turned to find the hot cowboy I’d met
on the plane earlier watching us with an interested glow in his eyes. He leaned
against the wall, arms crossed. How long had he been watching? Too shocked to
move, instead I whimpered as my clit was released, then sucked back into Sam's
mouth. Did he know we weren't alone? If he did, he was just too damn skilled to
even think about being ashamed. Pushing at his head, I wanted him to move away,
then with one little flick of his tongue, I tugged on his hair, holding him
closer. I was on the brink, teetering on the edge of my orgasm.

The cowboy smiled and closed the distance. The
hallway felt crowded. No, I felt crowded with two men paying very close
attention to me. One guy had his head between my legs and making me come with
just his tongue, the other blocking out the world with his broad shoulders. He
lifted his hand to my cheek, then stroked his thumb over my bottom lip. “I see
you’ve met my cousin.”

Cousin? He grinned, then he kissed me, hot, wet
and deep as Sam worked my wet pussy with his tongue, pushing me right over and
into an earth-shattering orgasm.

As Sam got me off, his cousin, Jack,
stifled my screams with a kiss. I was in deep, deep trouble here.