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From Sahara Heat
Diana Hunter
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Carla nodded and stepped back as he slid his keycard into
the lock. Briefly she had a very dirty thought about that action, but he
slipped inside the room and shut the door behind him before she could give it
voice. Which was probably a good thing. Her sense of humor had gotten her into
trouble with Doms in the past. Sometimes it was hard to remain submissive when
an opportunity arose for a particularly good zinger. And she was a sucker for a
good punch line.
The hallway remained empty, for which she was grateful. She needed
this. She wasn’t into one-night stands, and it had been a while since she’d
last played. Then she chuckled to herself. What was this, if not a one-night layover? He’d be on a plane for Egypt in
the morning and back to his sandy princess.
And herself? She’d be back at her computer, rejuvenated and
ready to write some very sexy stories, if all went well. Tonight was a win-win
if Dr. Josef Anderson could perform as well as she thought he could.
The door opened—and Carla stifled a gasp.
He’d taken off his shoes and stood barefoot on the hotel’s
plush carpet. His long blond hair hung loose, framing his Nordic face, a face
now filled with power and desire. Where before that power had expressed itself
in arrogance, it now took the form of authority and pure male sexuality.
His shirt hung open, revealing a smooth chest and tight
muscles, muscles that had turned her knees weak this morning when she first ran
into him and he’d caught her so easily. He’d set her on her feet as if she
weighed nothing. He could so easily crush her and yet he’d held her as
delicately as a rose.
Carla locked her knees lest she melt right there in the
hallway.
Behind him, the room glowed with the light of over a dozen
candles. Josef held out his hand in invitation. Without hesitation, she took it.
Play safe...and enjoy the new release!
Diana
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