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Running Hot

Running Hot

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Autoren: Jayne Ann Krentz
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and between her legs. She was hot and wet and full. He found the tight little bundle of nerve endings with his thumb. She gasped.
    He slid a finger inside her tight core. She clenched around him immediately, as if she had been waiting for him forever.
    “Yes.” Her hands tightened around his shoulders. “Yes.”
    He stroked her, learning her. It was almost impossible to concentrate but he forced himself to pay attention to her aura, watching for the extra spikes of heat that told him he was touching the right places, using the right amount of pressure.
    “Luther.”
    She sounded shocked. There was no other word to describe her startled, breathless gasp. For one awful instant he thought that her senses had rebelled after all. The possibility that he was giving her pain, not pleasure, was too terrible to contemplate.
    But she did not try to escape. Instead, she buried her face against his neck and clung to him. He felt the small contractions of her climax ripple through her body; sensed them flashing through her aura.
    When it was over he was almost as relieved as she was.
    “Hell,” he said into her hair. “Don’t ever scare me like that again. For a second there I thought I was hurting you.”
    She made a weak, muffled sound into his shirt. It took him a while to realize that she was laughing. She was limp against him. Her breathing was that of a swimmer who had just made it back to the surface after nearly drowning.
    He held her tightly, trying to get his own breathing as well as his raging need under control.
    After a while he realized that she was no longer laughing. The front of his shirt was soaked with tears.
    “Grace?”
    “Don’t worry.” She did not raise her face from his shirtfront. “I’m all right. It’s just that I haven’t felt anything quite like that before.”
    He smiled into her hair. “Neither have I.”
    She stilled and then raised her head. “But you didn’t—”
    “It’s okay.” He stroked the wings of her hair back behind her ears. “I think you need some time to process this.”
    “I think you’re right. I feel like I’ve been on a roller coaster all day.”
    “You’re not the only one.”
    “I’m sorry,” she said, chagrined. “I never meant that to happen. I realize it’s highly unprofessional.”
    He covered her mouth with his fingertips, silencing her.
    “Whatever you do,” he growled, “don’t tell me you’re sorry about what just happened. That’s the one thing I do not want to hear. Are we clear on that?”
    She hesitated and then nodded once.
    He took his hand off her mouth, eased her away from him and grabbed the cane. They walked back to the hotel in moonlight and silence, not touching.

TEN
    Harry Sweetwater felt the faint vibration of his cell phone just as he left the beach path and started up the steps to his hotel. He checked the incoming number and then stopped in the shadows of a large palm to take the call.
    “Hello, Gorgeous,” he said.
    “Hello, Handsome,” Alison said.
    The ritual greeting between them was as old as their relationship. It had started on their first date thirty-four years earlier.
    “Are you in position?” Alison asked.
    He pictured his wife at her pristine desk, heavily encrypted computer and phones neatly at hand. The desk was in a small, anonymous office housed in a large commercial tower located on a convenient, offshore island. Most of the other firms in the building offered financial assistance to those who found it necessary to give their money a thorough cleansing before investing it in legitimate enterprises. Among such a group of discreetly run businesses, a small, family-owned enterprise that offered special services to an exclusive clientele went unnoticed.
    “All set,” he said. “Got a room in the hotel next to the one the target is going to check into tomorrow.”
    “I’m starting to think that we may have a problem with the client, Harry.”
    He didn’t question the conclusion. Alison was a high-level intuitive.
    “We’ve done a lot of work for Number Two,” he said.
    They only had two clients. It kept things simple in the customer relations department.
    “Everything looks right,” Alison said. “Two is using the right security codes. I’m not sure what’s bothering me about this job. Maybe something to do with the way the client is trying to micromanage it.”
    “You got another e-mail?”
    “Yes. It came in a few minutes ago requesting another update. That’s not routine. In

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