Aaron Rosencrantz’s architectural firm is thriving—thanks to his brilliant and tough-as-nails COO, Natasha Rodriguez. But every day, they deny the powerful attraction raging between them. Corporate meetings and contracts rule their lives—not to mention a string of promises and commitments made to family. However, all bets are off when he catches a sexy glimpse of her desire for him. His hopes soar…only to be dashed by a horrible misunderstanding. So when mysterious and renowned Madame Eve sets up these two powerful personalities to come together at the Las Vegas Carnivore Club, which one will bend?
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Before he realized what he’d done, he’d attached his lips to hers. He couldn’t fight the magnetism between them. The best he could hope to do was retain a semblance of self-control. He’d never wanted a woman so badly in all his life. He ignored all vows he’d made in the name of family and faith. He needed this woman more than anyone else in so many ways. When she gripped the back of his neck and pulled him closer, all doubt he had about them faded.
He ran his tongue over her lips and tasted her for the first time. Natasha lightly bit his lower lip, creating a vision of what their private playtime would be like, and he groaned. He moved her backwards but stopped when he met resistance. He opened his eyes and saw she’d backed up against her desk.
“Who were you thinking about?” He grabbed her ass.
“You heard me.” He squeezed harder. “Who were you thinking about while you were in my chair?”
He had to do something to get the bastard out of her head. He couldn’t remember a single woman he’d been jealous over. What the hell had just crept into him? Why did the thought of her wanting another man piss him off so bad? His temper flared when she breathed an inaudible word. “Who was it? Tell me now!”
At her declaration, his heart skipped a beat, and he lifted her to set her on her desk, determined to have her at any cost. He ran his hands over her skirt-covered thighs and raised the hem as he traced her stockings. The lace tops of her stockings were a sexy surprise. Balling his fists around the hem, it took all of his self-control not to rip her clothes from her.