the folder now sitting next to
Lloyd’s machine. “What we really need is the master password for
all their major accounts.”
“ Oh.”
The long silence while his tech guy stared at
the screen had the hair on the back of Ethan’s neck standing on
end.
“ Well. I, uh, didn’t know we
were going in for the big money. I thought we were going after the
Lindsays.”
Suddenly Lloyd was looking a little green
around the gills, and Ethan couldn’t afford to lose him. “Don’t
worry about where the money’s coming from. We’re looking at a few
really big accounts that could use a little thinning. Once you get
your part done and we all make our exit, there’ll be nothing to
worry about.”
Chapter 7
Steve picked up her discarded clothes and put
them on a chair in the corner, then sat on the edge of the bed and
pulled off his boots. That was as far as he’d go tonight. Sure,
he’d had major plans for their first interlude, but Dena wasn’t in
a good mental place for what he had in mind.
Instead, he’d help her calm her nerves and
relax, give her a nice little orgasm to help her sleep, and lock up
on his way out. Tomorrow would be soon enough to test the waters of
bondage and submission with her. He had no doubt he’d convince her
to give his lifestyle a try.
The bathroom door opened and she slipped out,
her hair brushed to a shine to match that of her eyes. Still in her
undies, signs of nervous energy from the break-in combined with the
unknown of their relationship gave her the look of a frightened
deer. From his seat on the bed, he opened his arms and she moved
smoothly into them.
“ Hold on to me, doll. I’ll
make everything right for you tonight, and by tomorrow, you’ll be
safe and happy.”
Covering her mouth with his, he teased and
warmed her until she pulled back, breathless and aroused instead of
fearful. “Why don’t you lose the rest of those clothes and get into
bed?” A request, but voiced as a soft demand, and she obeyed
without much hesitation. He reminded himself that it was her first
time to get naked for him and let it slip.
He stood and pulled the covers back while she
tossed the panty and bra in the direction of the corner chair.
Dammit to hell, she was a beautiful woman. Curves in all the right
places, skin like satin and a fringe of natural lace hiding her
sex. Steve hummed a bit of approval at the sight. He’d never been
one of those men who expected their lovers to be completely waxed.
He preferred his woman to look like a woman instead of a child.
Dena’s body was perfect in that respect, neatly groomed but with
enough fluff to give a man something to play with.
When she scooted into the middle of the bed,
he smiled. The clasp of his watch snapped open and he set it on the
bedside table, avoiding a possible scratch to her smooth skin when
he slipped an arm under her shoulders.
Touching her was an imperative. Already, his
dick throbbed with only the sight of her, but he’d known from the
moment they’d walked up to an open door that he wouldn’t fuck her
tonight.
No. Not tonight, but soon. There was only so
much a man could stand when a beauty like Dena was ready and
willing.
He stood and resettled on the bed, cuddling
into her body while she stayed on her back. Soft and delicate when
his arm fit under her shoulders, he stroked her brow with his rough
fingertips and then cupped her jaw and kissed tender lips. She
quivered beneath him, her body begging for more, but he kept it
slow and sensual even as her hand tugged at the hem of his
shirt.
Not tonight.
“ Be still, Dena,” he
whispered against her open mouth. “Let me take care of
you.”
“ But—”
He silenced her with another deep kiss, one
designed to make her forget where she was and what she’d dealt with
this evening. Her response was exactly as he’d predicted, turning
her into a steamy mass of aroused woman.
He lingered at her mouth for another minute,
confirmed her state of continued arousal,
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