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“L... Lea,” I reply, nearly speechless. He nods

  seductively and it spurs me on. “I really appreciate the work you do with your foundation. You’re a wonderful man, Mr. Skye,” I blurt as he signs my picture.

  “Thank you, Lea,” he replies with a smile as he hands me back my picture.

  As I go to say goodbye, he stands and kisses my cheek, whispering in my ear, “Make sure you save a dance for me tonight.” All I can do muster is a nod and a grin in return. Eoin Skye wants me to meet him at the Decade Dance tonight?

  I’m screaming like a mad woman in my head. I cannot believe what just happened!

  Crap, what am I going to wear? Something sexy yet tasteful, I think.

  ä

  As I head down to the dance venue, I reflect on my choice. I decided to go with a short leather skirt and black lace camisole, along with my black stilettos. With my hair curled and some smoky eyes, my look is complete.

  I enter the ballroom and there’s a swarm of people everywhere, mainly women, of course. Damn it! I make my way to the bar, knowing I’ll need a few drinks if I actually get to see (or dance with) the most attractive man alive.

  My confidence is skyrocketing as I head out to the dance floor with a few of the ladies I’ve met at the convention. We’re busting some moves when the shrieking starts. I look in the direction of the chaos and sure enough, Eoin has arrived.

  I decide the best idea is to just act casual and have fun, so I continue to dance with everyone. Of course, I throw a glance over my shoulder occasionally to keep track of where Eoin is.

  When the song we’re dancing to finishes, I head to the bar to get some water. As I’m taking a sip, someone taps me on the shoulder. I whirl around and there he is. Eoin bloody Skye. There are camera phones flashing and the women next to me at the bar are going insane.

  He holds his hand out and asks, “May I have this dance?”

  In my head, I’m thinking, Um, hell yes, but of course, I can’t say that out loud, so I just smile and follow him to the DJ booth. He requests a song I can’t hear and then takes me to the floor, sliding his hands around my waist. He moves his right hand down to my lower back, and rests his left hand at the top of my ass.

  Oh! I squirm at the touch and he laughs. All I Need by Within Temptation starts to play and the whole room literally swoons at the song choice, myself included.

  I close my eyes and let out a deep breath. I don’t believe this is happening to plain old me.

  He grabs my chin, lifting my head up, and breathes, “Ready?”

  “Yes!” I reply.

  He dances with precision, just as predicted, whisking me across the dance floor. I feel like it’s only the two of us and I’m about to combust at the seams with excitement. I think about what a mere picture of this gorgeous man does to me, and now, he’s standing in front of me.

  My stomach is in knots and my head is whirling. Eoin Skye is touching me, dancing with me, looking at me with those piercing blues of his.

  As the song comes to an end, he murmurs, “Would you like to join me for a drink in the VIP area?”

  At this point, my words are jumbled and all I can do is reply, “Yes.” He laughs, that sweet sound pulling at every part of me. He’s making it hard for me not to come undone right here.

  We sit down in the plush red booth and the coloring of the room reminds me of a certain book, one where I always picture him as the main man when I’m reading it. I nearly choke with realization.

  Not only am I sitting with a beautiful example of humanitarianism, but the man I’ve been fantasizing about for over a year as a kinky fictional character. That thought makes me laugh.

  “What are you laughing at?” he asks.

  “I run a Facebook page about you,” I reply swiftly, leaving it at that.

  We begin chatting and he asks me what I do, so I reply that I’m a chef, knowing full well he loves a woman who can cook. He he he!

  He starts talking about his favorite recipes and how he loves cooking with his family. Can he seriously get any hotter?

  We’ve been chatting for a few hours when a familiar song comes on - What Makes a Good Man! I’m tipsy at this point, so I reach for his hand and pull him to the dance floor. I’m dancing with Eoin - I couldn’t be any more naturally high than I am right now.

  There are women everywhere, snapping photos and filming us, enjoying the show. I notice a group of women towards the back of the room who seem to be snickering at me. Hmmm…

  I turn and wrap my arms around his neck, going all out and sashaying my hips.

  Take that bitches, ha ha ha! I think gleefully. As I turn back to face him, his hands slide down and grab my ass. Holy fuck! I’m going to orgasm right here! He’s pushing me into that beast I’ve fantasized about for years. God.

  I’m breathing heavily and he has a look on his face that would stupefy any woman. I can’t help but notice he’s as excited as I am... Do I go for it, especially with so many people here?

  He makes the move and I’m pulled into those lush lips. I instantly turn into a noodle, but he keeps me in his grip. His hand is on my neck, mine in his soft hair. I give it a small tug and I hear a faint grunt.

  God, this is the dream of a lifetime! As we pull away from each other, I see he’s got that fuck me look in his eyes, and I turn into goo.

  ä

  We continue to dance the night away, taking breaks for drinks and a small laugh here and there. The end of the dance nears and I feel a small ping of disappointment that the best night of my life is about to end.

  As he bids me good night, he surprises me by saying, “I’m very happy to have spent the night with a woman as passionate and inspiring as you.”

  Okay, I’m going to coo in a minute! I thank him immensely for the night of my life.

  “Good luck with your foundation and the show,” I say as I give him a hug. “This has been the best night of my life,” I throw in playfully.

  He gives me that salacious grin of his as he says good night one last time and then walks away. He looks back a few times with that adorable puppy-dog face of his and I melt.

  I head back to my room - God, my face hurts from smiling so much. I turn the corner and do a little dork dance at the night’s events. Getting the room card out, I look up.

  Oh, my fucking God! Eoin is leaning against my door! I stop dead in my tracks and my jaw drops.

  “Are you free for a night cap, Chef Lea?”

  “Um, are you sure that’s okay?”

  “For you, definitely.”

  He glides towards me, grabbing my face and pulling me into another deep kiss. I feel like ripping my clothes off and taking him right there.

  As he pulls away, he gives me the most devilish grin. I feel like I’m melting under his gorgeous stare.

  “Your room or mine?” he asks and now I’m in freak out mode - this is seriously happening.

  “Your room is fine,” I reply, and I can’t help but feel nauseous that I’m about to go into the personal world of the man I’m madly in love with.

  We head to the elevator and once inside, he hits the penthouse button, putting his key card in. As we glide up, I have to clutch onto the wall to hold myself up, all the while thinking about the sexy elevator make-out scene from his last movie.

  With a wicked grin on face, he glances over at me and says, “Feeling a little uncomfortable there, are we?”

  This isn’t fair! My breathing picks up and the doors open. I let out a sigh of relief that whole electrifying ride is over.

  Of course, the penthouse is amazing, with a great view and the most beautiful decor. I sit down on the plush couch and continue gazing around the room. My eye catches Eoin as he walks into the room, slowly and painfully buttoning up a white T-shirt.

  Walking over to his bar, he asks, “What would you like to drink?”

  Of course, I reply with, “Bourbon.”

  I really need to check myself in the mirror before I let him sit next to me, so I excuse myself and head to the overly large bathroom, all the while thinking, Breathe, Lea!

  Luckily, I popped an emergency stash of toiletries in my purse, so I do a quick touch up and try to chill out. I wish I’d gotten into something cozy before I’d come up. Maybe I’ll run back to my room quickly and change.

  I go into the living room and begin to say I’m going to go change when he interrupts me.

  “Come with me.” He leads me into the master bedroom. Oh, be still, my racing heart!

  He grabs a shirt and what looks like a pair of boxer shorts. I’m seriously going to keel over! I know he probably has hundreds of these, but holy shit, I’m going to be wearing his clothes!

  He hands them to me and says, “Need some help out of those clothes?” all the while doing that sexy eye thing he does.

  I look down and can’t help but bite the tip of my tongue and smile shyly. I simply shake my head. There’s no need to seem that easy, even if he is the hottest man to walk the face of the earth.

  The shirt he gives me smells like heaven. I take a deep breath of the scent in and place my clothes on the chair.

  When we walk back into the living room, there is music playing - it’s From Yesterday by 30 Seconds to Mars. I sit down next to him and grab my glass, taking a big gulp out of it to calm my shaky nerves.

  Eoin inches closer to me and grabs my hand, kissing my knuckles.

  “Are you okay?” he asks.

  Yes! I think. How could I not be? Again, I can only nod.

  “Have you gone mute, Lea?” Shit. Deep breath, Lea.

  “I’m just nervous to be in a penthouse suite with you.”

  “There’s no need to be worried,” Eoin replies. “Would you like to dance to relax a little?” He gives me that cute smile again. Swoon!

 
“Yes, that sounds-,” awesome, sexy as fuck, hell fucking yeah, “-like it could help.”

  Eoin stands and changes the song to Ed Sheeran’s Kiss Me. Wow, he must know that I listen to this song constantly and think of dancing with him.

  Boldly I say, “I bet you do that with all the ladies, huh?” I give him a grin, trying to show that I’m obviously just joking. He laughs.

  “You’re the only one I’ve ever brought back to my room.”

  My mouth pops open so I clench it shut and just smile. Dancing with him is utter bliss! Staring into the most beautiful eyes on the most handsome face ever may be the death of me.

  I’m quickly pulled out of dream land by my phone ringing. As I go to grab it, he pulls me into another passionate kiss.

  This time, I return the vigor and we begin to move towards the couch. He gently lays me down and starts to kiss my neck, moving to the exposed skin on my chest and slowly pulling my shirt down. Oh, my God! I’m already going to burst!

  I grab his hair and pull him back up to my lips. Oh, his lipssss are so lush! I lose a bit of control and bite his lower one. He gives a small sexy laugh and returns the favor.

  He sits up, straddling me and asks, “How long are you going to be in Dallas?” Wait, you want me to talk now? I think. Again, I take in a deep breath.

  “I’m supposed to leave tomorrow. Why’s that?” I reply, puzzled.

  “Well, I’m not leaving until Tuesday. Can you stay an extra day?” Eoin asks.

  Holy crap! I really can’t, but there’s no way I’m going to tell him that. Work can wait!

  “I suppose I can. They can manage a day without me.” I’m reeling! Why the hell does Eoin want me, Lea McKenzie from Colorado, a nobody, to stay?

  “Good,” Eoin replies, diving back in. He takes my breath away with every single touch and kiss.

  My hands glide down his back to his perfect ass. Oh, yes! I’ve been waiting to touch that for quite some time. I want to feel his skin, so I move my hands back up his body, sliding them underneath his shirt. Oh, he smells so amazing and his skin is perfect!

  His hands are all over me as well, grazing my breasts and down my stomach.

  Eoin suddenly sits up and grabs my shirt, pulling it off along with his. He leans back down to kiss me again but I push him back so I can look at his delicious chest and abs. Running my fingers over his chiseled body, I look up at him. Of course, he smirks when he realizes I’m seriously enjoying the view.

  I grab the waist band of his jeans and notice he’s also very much enjoying me. Me? I’ve made Eoin Skye hard! Hell yeah!

  I feel my nerves ease slightly. If I can make that come alive, then let’s go for it.

  I sit up and push him back roughly - I want to taste every inch of him. His hand curls in my hair as I kiss, lick and bite every place I can, making a point to graze softly over the monster of an erection he has.

  I notice there are still cubes of ice in my bourbon. Reaching over, I give him a salacious grin and pull one out, quickly putting it to my lips to suck the liquor off.

  Eoin gives me a sinful glare which quickly dissolves into a sexy smirk. Mmmm... He really is an instant orgasm. One look from this man would wet anyone’s panties. At the same time, though, he’s so compassionate. He’s just – There are really no words.

  Taking the ice cube between my fingertips, I trail it along the edge of his already lowered boxers. Fuck. I want to tease this man.

  I trace the ice around his nipples, licking some of the cool drops off his chest, and then begin my journey back down over his lower abdomen. I watch his movements, the sounds coming from his throat making me hotter than I thought possible.

  As I lap up the trail of water left from the ice cube, he reaches out and grabs my hand suddenly, stilling my movements.

  “Your turn,” Eoin says in a sensual tone. He gives me a sexy stare and I simply lay back, looking into his shockingly beautiful eyes.

  He runs the cube down my neck to my breasts. As the coolness chills my nipples, I look at him again and squirm. A salacious grin forms on his face at my inability to sit still.

  I’m now in another world... with Eoin Skye. The thought excites me even more so I wrap my legs around him, locking my ankles together above his delectable behind.

  Running my hand under the waistband of his boxers, I slip the pair I’m wearing down my legs and guide him towards me. His eyes light up with understanding and he thrusts into me, making me cry out in pleasure. Bliss! To have him in such a sensual way is unbelievably perfect.

  I grab his hair and in turn he grabs mine, pulling me into a passionate, hard kiss. He bites my bottom lip as he pulls away and begins to pick up pace. Oh my! The look he gives me is going to send me over the edge.

  In an attempt to try and calm the explosion, I close my eyes. Damn it! So not working!

  “Open those beautiful eyes,” he says. “I want to see you as you come for me.”

  I comply, wanting to see his fuck face, too. We move in sync and his head tilts back as he moves in and out, groaning in pleasure.

  I can’t hold back anymore and I burst! I’m still shaking in full-on orgasm when Eoin cries out and fills me. He holds still for a minute, before falling on top of me, both of us breathing heavily.

  “That was amazing!” I exclaim, my head going a million miles an hour. Is this a dream?

  “Oh, yes. You’re amazing, Lea,” he replies, making me smile from ear to ear.

  This seriously just happened. I’ve just had sex with the most desirable man ever, a man I’m smitten with, as I’m sure most women are. I wish there were more men like him were in the world.

  “Lea?” He’s looking at me with those eyes. “I asked if you’d like to stay the night with me.”

  Whoa! Does that mean I get to sleep in a bed with Eoin? The thought has me stumped. What’s going to happen next?

  He surprises me again by standing and putting his hand out.

  “Come, let’s shower, beautiful.” Oh, hell yeah!

  “Okay, that sounds... promising, Eoin,” I reply, my head spinning.

  As we walk to the bathroom, I can’t stop tilting my head to look at the hot, naked man in front of me. This is so choice!

  “Come here, baby,” he purrs. “I want to wash every part of your body."

  Holy hell, Eoin! I step into the shower and meet him under the running water. Reaching up, I grab his face, embracing him in a wet kiss. The water cascades over us in a way that is so sensual, I think I’m going to combust. This is going to be fun.

  “You’re a dream come true,” I breathe into his ear as I glide my fingertips over his lush lips.

  He leans in and kisses me again. The intense knot in my stomach is driving me wild. I want to show him my appreciation so I start to kneel down. Eoin reaches his hand out and grabs my shoulder, pulling me back up.

  He gives me the best smoldering stare ever and he shakes his head. Never have I had a man turn that down - he must have something else in mind. The thought excites me further.

  Gathering my hair together to drape over my shoulder, he turns me around and begins to kiss the back of my neck. His fingers trace a pattern on my back. I’m unable to move. He has a spell on me that I can’t break and I love it.

  I smell an intoxicating scent, definitely a man’s body wash. God, he’s going to wash me! He runs his hands up the sides of my legs to the front of my stomach, continuing on to my breasts.

  Lowering his mouth, he bites my neck hungrily as he tugs my nipples and I can’t help but let out a whimper of excitement. He lifts his head to face mine again so I take my opportunity.

  I reach to pick up the bottle and squeeze some of the liquid into my hands, rubbing my hands together to make a good lather. I begin washing him as well. This is by far the hottest experience of my life. Eoin, of course, makes this so, but God he’s being so incredibly seductive and attentive and we’re not even having sex! Although, I feel like if he touches me in the right spot, I could explode at any moment.

  I have to try and calm myself so I turn him around to admire his perfect ass, reaching up to run my hands through his beautiful dark hair.

  “Hmm, that feels amazing,” he groans and turns back to face me. He dips his head to softly kiss my lips, looking into my eyes the whole time.

  I rinse his hair out and we step out of the shower. Grabbing a fluffy towel off the counter, Eoin dries me, and then wraps me in a plush, black bath robe. I watch as he dries himself and then wraps the towel around his incredible waist.