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Mick s first reaction was to reel backward and make sure the work thing was laying flat.
But who was he kidding? He was one big walking id, and Piper James was beautiful,
smart, funny, and kissed him like a porn star. Game over.
He angled up over the center console, weaving his hands roughly in her hair as he
pressed her back against her seat. She moaned under his assault, opening up to allow
him to sweep in and taste the sweet, tender recesses of her mouth. She dug her hands
into his shoulders, twisting the material of his shirt and holding him captive against her
body. Their kisses were rough, hungry, forcing them to take ragged breaths between the
bruising press of lips and tongues.
Mick sucked air into his tight lungs and lowered his head to dive back in. Piper s hands
pressed firmly against his chest as she pushed him away with determined strength.
What& Mick struggled up from the haze of lust to figure why they d stopped when the
good stuff was just beginning. In shock, he watched as Piper climbed over the center
console, then reached down to release the lever and push the seat back as she straddled
his body.
With a sensuous half smile on her lips, she gazed down on him from her vantage point,
then reached up and removed her glasses, tossing them in her seat while she shook out
the silky waves of her hair. It was as if she d opened up his brain, lifted out his kinky little
librarian fantasy, and decided to give him the Dirty Harry treatment and make his day.
What are we doing? he choked out.
Piper smiled a little wider, then leaned down whisper against his mouth, Giving you
something to use on set tomorrow.
Chapter Three
She was only human.
Piper looked down on the gorgeous, tousled, sexy man sprawled under her in the front
seat of this way-too-small car. Mick s eyes were dark intense and tracking every
movement she made. His chest rose in time with the harsh pants erupting from his
mouth, the breaths ragged and loud in the silence stretching between them. His hands
clenched in fists at his side, his body radiating the tension ricocheting around this car he
was waiting on her signal.
She gave him one.
Bypassing the temptation of his mouth, she zeroed in on the delicious expanse of his
neck. The bristly stubble of his five-o clock shadow scraped the tender inner part of her lip
as she dragged her mouth over his skin, tasting the musky sweetness, the sharp tang of
his arousal. Unable to help herself, she zeroed in on the pulse pounding just under his
skin and took a little nip. Nothing too hard. Nothing to leave a mark. But damn, it got the
reaction she wanted.
Mick snaked one hand around her waist, anchoring her against the hard, muscled
expanse of his chest and the even harder bulge in his jeans. He slid the other hand up
her back, tracing her spine and leaving a trail of tingly shivers in its wake before he wove
his fingers into the hair at her nape. A tug, perfectly balanced between pleasure and pain,
brought her mouth within kissing distance.
If he had eased into his possession of her desire, she might have second-guessed the
decision to indulge in this moment, but he offered no mercy, annihilating her common
sense with the destructive focus of one of his action movie roles. He was a world-class
kisser, the combination of soft lips, firm strokes of tongue, and the sharp edge of his
teeth all living up to the fantasies of his millions of fans.
Let s take this inside, Mick murmured against her mouth.
No. Here. Her naughty side was coming out. She d already checked Mick had pulled
into one of the secluded parking spots. No one would see.
Mick ceased the fevered mapping of her body, stopping just shy of her aching breasts,
and Piper groaned in protest. He pulled back, his eyes dark and glittering under the
meager lamplight. Full of questions. She lifted up, bracing her arms against the backseat
on either side of his head.
She didn t need to think about this. She d made her decision. No, she needed Mick to
live up to his reputation in and out, no strings, no problems. She lowered her head,
intending to restart the party.
Mick had other ideas. If I were a good boy, he said, I d point out that we re in
public.
We both know you aren t that good.
Mick laughed, the low rumble expanding his chest to brush against Piper s overly
sensitized nipples. She gasped at the shock of pleasure racing through her body, barely
catching the moan as she bit into her bottom lip.
What are the ground rules, chief? he asked.
We fuck each other until I leave. No press. No publicity. Our secret.
Mick skimmed his mouth over the line of her jaw, ending his exploration with a moist
kiss just under her ear. Seriously, was there a woman who didn t love that? Piper shivered
at the warm press of his lips, digging her fingers into the buttery soft leather of the seats.
She gasped as he rounded her breast and squeezed gently. Her already-heavy sex
clenched with the rush of arousal, her knees wobbly under the dual onslaught of acute
pleasure and the strain of supporting a body leaden with desire.
You make me feel cheap, he said.
You won t care in a few minutes.
I don t think I care now. Mick grinned, his smile sexy, seductive, and overlaid with a
perfect touch of wicked to make her pulse race. His touch shifted on her breast, nimble
fingers playing with her nipple, the touch dragging the smile off her face as she let out a
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