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... f expensive perfume, whiskey, and the raw, musky tang of arousal.
Alex leaned back against the headboard, his lips curved into a smirk. His dark, predatory eyes were fixed on the narrow gap in the velvet curtains.
He knew Jennifer was right there, her breath likely fogging the glass as she watched the "Iron Lady" of the Vanderbilt empire reduced to a shivering, wide-eyed mess in his lap.
He decided it was time to turn the voyeuristic ache in Jennifer’s chest into a full-b ...
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