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tubes.” He sighed melodramatically.
    Samantha bit her lower lip to keep from smiling. Despite the man’s arrogance, she couldn’t help but be flattered by his admissions. Not that she thought they were true at all, but she had to give the man credit for trying.
    “You are, however, still married and even if I were interested, I don’t go out with married men.”
    “Oh, you’re interested. You just won’t admit it to me or yourself yet.”
    He turned her face to his. “Besides, I don’t want to just go out with you. I want to fuck you until you beg for mercy and then do it all over again.”
    Samantha inhaled sharply. His crude words managed to increase the moisture soaking through her thong and she clamped her legs together. Her pulse skittered all over the place while her face flamed.
    Dammit, Samantha, get rid of him . If anyone saw them together, she could lose her job and she’d need a dustpan to collect the ashes of her reputation.
    “No.”
    “No?” He smiled. “Scared?” His face blocked out the overhead light and she turned her head, but his grip on her chin was firm.
    “I didn’t figure you for a coward.”
    Then his lips touched hers in a kiss, soft and tender like the whisper of a butterfly’s wings. Her eyes closed of their own volition. Oh, how could something so wrong send spirals of electricity zinging through her body and electrify her senses? The overhead lights buzzed louder, a kaleidoscope of color burst behind her eyelids and his heart raced in his chest beneath her palm.
    He lifted his head and Samantha opened her eyes. The confusion in his gaze mirrored her own, but before she could react, he inhaled audibly and claimed her lips again. All coherent thought fled. Time, place and sanity vanished, and all she could do was fist her fingers on his shirt and hold on for dear life.
    Her sanity fled even further when his hand slipped under her skirt and fiddled with the top of her stockings. A slight hesitation in his upwards movement was the only indication the stockings had surprised him. When his fingers found the exposed skin of her upper thigh, she moaned.
    Whether in protest or joy, the sound jolted her out of her state of euphoria. She tore her lips from his, pushed at his chest and shifted on the seat. He lifted his head slightly and she watched, mesmerized, as his blue eyes focused again.
    “This is crazy. People will see us.”
    “They won’t.”
    His fingers continued their upward path and the touch robbed her of breath. She had to stop this. Now, before she couldn’t stop it anymore.
    “I can’t do this.”
    Although his hand stilled, he kept it hooked into the edge of her thong. A thong now thoroughly soaked.
    “Why? Didn’t you enjoy this?”
    “No.”
    “Liar.”
    He chuckled softly, but removed his hand. Under the jacket, Samantha yanked her skirt down and shifted in the seat. The heat in her pussy was steadily becoming unbearable, but she was not a teenager anymore and could control this inexplicable urge to take him up on his offer and jump his bones.
    “Why are you doing this? Amber signed the agreement and you achieved what you wanted.”
    “Amber has nothing to do with me wanting you. Although I suppose I owe her some gratitude for introducing us.”
    “Wow, no wonder she accused you of being a womanizer.”
    Samantha stared into the darkness outside the window. How could she have allowed this to happen? She was stronger than this. Why hadn’t she yelled rape or assault? There were cameras all over the train and she would easily prove her accusation.
    Cameras!
    The color drained from her face. Some clerk sitting in the small booth of a control room had witnessed the whole thing. One could hardly mistake it for anything other than two people in the throes of passion. It would be clear that she was no unwilling participant. Oh hell, she was in so much trouble.
    “I enjoy a woman’s company. Last time I checked, it wasn’t a crime.” His voice distracted her