"Always," Reid said, and something in his voice made her thighs press together.
He moved away from her, and instantly she missed the heat of him, crossing to the door in three strides. The lock clicked, only a small noise, it still went through her like a livewire, heating her blood. He checked the handle once, made sure it held, then turned back.
"Now," he said, "where were we?"
He didn't wait for an answer. He crossed the room and had her back against the wall again, both hands framing her face, kissing her like he couldn't get enough of her. She fisted her hands in his shirt, he turned her and walked her backward toward the conference table, his mouth never leaving hers, until the edge of it hit the back of her thighs.
He broke the kiss just long enough to look at her.
"Up."
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