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strippers!”
    “All part of my plan, hot stuff.” He prowled across the room to lock the door behind her before taking her by the hand and drawing her over to the chair he’d placed to the left of the desk, near a boom box. “I had to act cranky to throw you off the scent. The scent of…manliness.”
    “Oh my god,” Maddie said, snorting as he hit play on the boom box and a sultry bump-and-grind, much sexier than the club music the strippers had used, filled the room. “You are so bad! You are the worst! I was so mad at you, and it was all a dirty trick.”
    “Hush, woman, you know you love me.” He pressed her gently into the chair and braced his hands on the back, leaning down until his face lingered inches from hers and his Jamison scent filled her head, making her tingle all over. “Now, are you ready for the lap dance of your life?”
    Maddie’s breath rushed out as Jamison kneed her legs apart and her black skirt rose higher on her thighs. “I think so,” she said, voice shaking as things low in her body began to twist with longing. “But I have one question first.”
    “What’s that?” Jamison asked, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck, sending her tingles sizzling into sparkler territory.
    “Do I get to touch the merchandise?” she asked, reaching out to trail her fingertips down Jamison’s oiled abs to the top of his loincloth, dragging her nails back and forth along the top.
    “I’m counting on it.” He shifted his hips, bringing her hand into intimate contact with where he was already hard. “Because this show isn’t stopping until I’ve made you come in this chair.” He kissed her neck. “And on the floor.” He raked his teeth over the sensitive skin at her shoulder. “And up against the wall, with this sexy little skirt shoved up around your hips and your panties—”
    Maddie cut him off with a kiss, a kiss so deep and hungry that within moments Jamison was moaning into her mouth, hooking his hands behind her knees, and spreading her thighs even wider. He dropped to his knees and brought his face between her legs, pressing kisses up one thigh and down the other, teasing closer and closer to where she was dying for him to touch her.
    Just as she was about to beg him to put her out of her misery, he brought his lips to her center, kissing her through her underwear before opening his mouth and dragging his teeth across the bundle of nerves at the top of her sex. She cried his name, grateful for the music pulsing from the boom box, hoping it would be enough to cover the noises she was about to make.
    Because she would be making noise, she couldn’t seem to control herself when it came to Jamison’s hands, his lips, his tongue…
    God, his tongue…
    He fisted his hand in her panties and pulled them to one side, going to work in earnest, tracing every inch of her swollen flesh before circling her with a firm pressure that made her head spin. Within minutes, her brought her to the edge with a skill that left her trembling, aching, threading her fingers through his hair and clinging to him for dear life as she came with a cry, squeezing her eyes shut, struggling to hold on as her nerves threatened to overload with pleasure.
    “Shit,” she panted a moment later, swallowing with effort. “That was…”
    “Only the beginning,” Jamison said in a voice that was pure aural sex, making her eardrums threaten to come right along with her more intimate parts.
    Maddie’s eyes opened to see Jamison standing in front of her, peeling off his armor piece by piece, until nothing remained by that loincloth. And then the loincloth was gone and her husband-to-be was completely naked. Naked and so damned beautiful he took her breath away. Every oiled muscle rippled and his cock stood up to his navel, looking so plump and delicious she couldn’t wait to get her mouth on him.
    Her tongue slipped out to dampen her lips, already anticipating the musky, salty, perfect taste of him on her