When her longtime partner, venture-capital mogul Elliot Stern, proposes marriage, tech entrepreneur Emily Morgan expects a pre-nup. But she doesn’t expect the proposition that comes with it. Does she dare step far outside her sexual comfort zone—just for one night?
Be Warned: public exhibition
Elliot scooted Emily away, and into a quiet corner. A curtain separated them from the noise of the sidewalk; a column from the rest of the foyer.
“You survived the gantlet.” He'd noticed.
“And you helped.”
“So, dare you muss your lipstick now?”
She did. His lips took possession of hers and his grip tightened on her hip. Her hands stole under his unbuttoned jacket and around the solid muscle of his waist, sneaking under the belt. She didn't forget she was nearly in public, but somehow the idea made her wanting even stronger. She liked this. She might like more. And despite Emily's vaunted shyness, it was Elliot who pulled away first.
“You're spilling champagne down my back.”
“Far be it for me to complain when my fiancée forgets herself in company.” His traced her lower lip with a finger. “Something happened to your lipstick. Here, let me fix it.”
She closed her eyes, drinking in the sensation. A thought popped out.
His hand stilled. “Why not what?”
She opened her eyes and drew his gaze in. “I'll do it.”
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