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wouldn’t get another chance like this.
    Brent tore his mouth away from hers.
“If this little show is going to work, the security guards have to believe
we’re very involved beneath the covers. So absorbed that a tornado can rip
through the damn building and we wouldn’t notice. You’re acting more like a
woman fighting off an assailant.”
    What did he expect? “Then maybe
you’d better change your technique!”
    His eyes blazed with sudden anger at
her remark, and the next thing Sophie knew, he was giving her ear a barely controlled
tug with his teeth. “You asked for it,” he rasped, sucking in a deep breath
before lowering his mouth to hers again. This time in a more
tender assault.
    The threat in his tone couldn’t be
any clearer. Sophie braced herself, yet nothing prepared her for what happened
next. In a lightning fast move he pulled the top to her gown down, baring her
breasts. She stiffened beneath him, but there was nothing she could do to stop
him from crushing her with his hard chest. She opened her mouth to protest and
he skillfully used her mistake to his advantage.
    With his lips on hers and his tongue
inside her mouth she tried to calm down and accept the inevitable. But Sophie realized
her mistake in doing that. Once she stopped struggling, she became aware of
other sensations: the sharp taste of his kiss; the sound of his hunger rumbling
inside his chest, and the unwilling response of her own starved senses. Her
breasts tingled and warm heat rushed through her body.
    How can this be? It doesn’t make
sense. It didn’t help that his cock was hard as a rock against her. She became
afraid for other reasons, moaning deeply beneath the mastery of his persuasive
mouth. She’d never been kissed so forcefully before, with a mixture of
tenderness and savagery that left her confused and trembling with weakness,
drunk with desire.
    The sensual movement of his tongue
made her hot inside and moist in places that ached for fulfillment. Yet she refused
to give in, pushing her tongue against his in an effort to force him out of her
mouth. It was a mistake. Though they each battled for dominance, the fire surging
through Sophie’s blood caught her completely unaware.
    Something, a small noise, alerted
her to the fact the bedroom door was opening. In spite of her promise,
desperation forced her to twist her head to the side in a futile effort to
break away. She unintentionally gave Brent’s bottom lip a bite in the process.
The animal sound that followed both frightened and excited her.
    “Oops! See? I told you they were in
here.” Sophie heard Tom say in a slightly hushed tone. “They just returned from
their honeymoon,” he went on, just before closing the door again.
    Sophie felt the change in Brent
almost immediately, not realizing how tense he was until that moment. He
gradually relaxed against her. Though he didn’t break off the
kiss. In spite of his erection, she sensed his concentration was more on
what was going on around them, than what they were doing. Part
of her balked at the ease in which he detached himself, while she was on fire
inside, her body pulsing with sensation. Finding the strength, she
pushed against his shoulders, angrier with herself than frightened of him.
    It seemed an eternity before he
allowed her to push him away. Her gaze fell to his smooth, sensual mouth; hers
still tingling by his masterful possession. Hardly understanding how it had brought
her so much pleasure. Or, is it simply because
I haven’t been kissed in a long time? No, she quickly dismissed that
thought. It hasn’t been that long. She watched as his tongue slipped out to
trace his bottom lip where her teeth had grazed him. There was a dollop of
blood there.
    Slowly reining in the desire riding
her body she looked at him. The undisguised hunger she saw in those lazy,
half-closed orbs made her yearn for him to take her lips again. Yet she forced
the urge away, wondering where in heavens it had come from. Out