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of his throat. When he first realized he’d mistaken her identity, he never expected to spend the night with Pepper, especially after the way she’d backed away from him. But now that she was offering, he would not refuse.
    She moved her hand closer to his aching cock. Gripping her fingers, he slid off the stool. “Sure.”
    But as they ventured through the hallway toward the elevator, she became quiet.
    Has she changed her mind? Would she abandon him in the elevator once they reached her floor? Sweat beaded across his forehead. He wasn’t ready to start dating again, couldn’t handle the pressure, the rejection.
    Did she have any expectations beyond tonight? Inviting a stranger up to one’s hotel room usually meant uncommitted sex. At least, he assumed. So much time had passed, he didn’t know the rules of dating anymore.
    The door dinged open. He reached for her hand, waiting for a sign she still wanted him.
    Yet, she ignored his gesture, rushing into the elevator. Without an outright refusal, he followed, confused by the woman, and intrigued at the same time.
    “Are you sure you want this?”
    He’d barely said the words when she jumped him, wrapping her long legs around his waist. Her lips crashed down on his, sending a rush of lust straight to his cock. Holy shit! This woman goes from cold to hot in an instant.
    Grasping her ass, he spun her around, to press her against the wall. Sure, he’d waited for her to make the first move, but now he wanted the control.
     
    ***
     
    A startled gasp. Pepper pulled away from Bill’s hungry lips and looked out the open doors in horror. A mother and her young son—she assumed—stared at her with wide eyes. Her cheeks warmed. Should’ve pressed the emergency stop.
    Without any awkwardness, Bill held her tight, carrying her out of the elevator. He nodded to the woman. “It’s all yours.”
    She hid her face in his neck, not wanting to be recognized, and out of sheer embarrassment. Why on Earth are people up at this ungodly hour?
    Breathing in his musky cologne, she let all of her tension melt away. The sweet and insecure man she’d first met in the banquet hall had transformed into a confident hunk. And she wanted him. Now.
    Sliding down his body, and back onto her feet, she reached under her strapless bra for her room key.
    Bill placed his hand on hers. “Here, let me.” Within seconds, he unzipped the back of her dress and snapped open her bra.
    Breasts free, she heaved a sigh. And I thought I’d be all alone tonight.
    Leaning down, he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
    Electric fire rushed through her veins. She pressed her palms against the wall behind her. Holy hell, the guy knew what he was doing. In between using his teeth and tongue to ignite her pleasure, he slid her dress farther and farther down her legs.
    Soon, she would be naked in the hall, but she refused to stop him. Any guy who put her own needs before his was worth whatever awkward and embarrassing situation she might find herself in. Heck, she didn’t even know what had happened to her room card.
    Bill ran his fingers along her bare thighs, reaching higher until he pressed his palm to her pulsing mound. The thin cotton of her thong remained the lone barrier between her and ecstasy. He brushed the material aside and drew the tip along her swollen nub. Her breath caught at the sudden overload of sensation.
    Bill stood, still fingering her clit, feeding her desire. “You need to tell me your room number, or I’m going to take you right here in the hall.”
    Her pussy clenched at the thought. Talk about exhibitionism. Though she didn’t need that kind of publicity for herself or the show, her reputation being tainted enough. “Four sixteen. Hurry.”
    He scooped her into his arms, rushing down the hall. Never had she understood the term swept off your feet until then. A total loss of control. Nothing existed beyond him, her need, and her want to satisfy him.
    Holding her against the door,