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approval made her tremble with need. He slipped his hand between her legs, grazing the inside of her thigh with his fingertips. Her breath snagged in her throat. Every part of her body was primed, ready and aching, a delicious tingling running from her head to her toes.
    He nudged aside her drenched panties and found her throbbing clitoris. Lena shuddered, leaning her head back against the wall. He stroked her, teasing and tormenting her as he ran his fingers along her clit and the swollen folds of her labia. She moaned, wanting his whole hand inside her, knuckles-deep. But he took his sweet time, fingers dancing and circling, coming close but never actually dipping inside.
    When Lena couldn’t take it anymore, when her hips were bucking and twisting frantically against him, when her entire body was a tightly wound knot of sexual frustration, Roderick relented and plunged two fingers inside her. She almost screamed.
    As her clitoris swelled, she rocked against his hand. He pushed deeper, his fingers curling upward and sending jolts of electricity to her G-spot. She groaned, closing her eyes and spreading her legs wider. He pressed harder and faster, his thumb working her clit like he’d been pleasuring her all his life.
    Her thighs began to shake. She could feel an orgasm building, could feel every muscle in her body grow taut with tension and desire.
    When Roderick’s hot mouth closed over one breast, she gasped. He continued fingering her as he sucked her nipple through her silk dress, making her squirm from the onslaught of erotic sensation.
    And then he thrust a third finger inside her.
    This time she couldn’t hold back her scream.
    As her body convulsed, Roderick released her wrists and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly against him.
    Long moments later, she let out a deep, shuddering breath and dropped her head onto his shoulder. She could feel the hot length of his erection straining against his pants, demanding release. Her belly quivered with fresh arousal.
    He stroked a hand down her bare back, sending delicious shivers through her body. “What do you say we find a bed and finish this?” he whispered into her ear.
    Yes! Lena wanted to shout. Yes, yes, yes!
    But as tempting as Roderick’s offer sounded, she knew it’d be wrong to sleep with him. She’d already gone too far as it was, breaking not only the agency’s policy but her own rule about becoming intimate with clients. Once she had sex with Roderick, there’d be no turning back. Because after one night with him, she’d be whipped. No doubt about it.
    â€œIf you’re still worried about my guests,” he murmured, “we can wait until the party’s over. The master stateroom’s on the lower deck. There’s a Jacuzzi, a fireplace. A bed big enough for me to spread you out, taste you all over, take you from one corner to another.”
    Lena must have whimpered, because he laughed softly. Wickedly.
    â€œSay yes,” he urged her.
    â€œI—I can’t,” she mumbled against his shoulder. “This was a mistake. You’re my client—”
    â€œOnly for a few more hours.”
    â€œThat’s not the point. I shouldn’t have—”
    She was interrupted by the sound of approachingvoices. Her head snapped up, and she stared wild-eyed into Roderick’s face. Damn it! The last thing she wanted was to be caught making out with him, though everyone at the party probably assumed they were already lovers—or would be by the end of the night.
    Roderick watched her intently. “Lena—”
    She clapped her hand over his mouth and quickly backed him farther into the darkened alcove.
    The voices belonged to a man and a woman who’d probably sneaked up to the sky deck to have some privacy. Lena hoped and prayed that the couple wouldn’t decide to find a hiding place—namely, hers and Roderick’s.
    â€œâ€¦could have sworn I