As open as Kim's mind was to deal with her gifts, she'd never done that to anyone before and panic set in.

She jumped at the insistent knock on the door. He'd followed her. Matt might not be a psychic but he was a Rayne and knew exactly what she'd done to him. That he figured out it was her made Kim believe he had a little bit of a gift somewhere.

Scooting off the king-size bed in her bra and panties, she hid her vibrator in the nightstand with the rest of her travel toys and grabbed a satin robe. The plan to peep on Matt and pleasure herself had been deliberate but she couldn't pull herself away. The sexual contact proved much more than what she'd expected. Worst of all, her body still hummed with need.

"Open up, Kim." His voice was firm and sent chills down her back.

Clutching her robe tight, Kim opened the door. Her ability to speak vanished instantly. Matt Rayne stood there in nothing but jeans. His bare chest, lined with strong muscles, begged to be licked. The glistening dots on his skin just above his fly could only be one thing. She'd gotten him off. When did he realize it was her?

He didn't wait for her to invite him inside. Instead he barged into her hotel room. The look on his face was unreadable.

Kim closed the door. She had to say something. "I'm sorry. I never meant to…" But she did want to. Her pussy throbbed for attention. At least he'd orgasmed.

"Go that far? Kim, you're too good at what you do for me to believe that. Was it a joke?"

"Joke? No, I didn't mean for it to go that far. I just wanted-I don't know." She bit her lip.

"Wanted what? You blow me off every chance you get and then you molest me out-of-body? That's not fair." His eyes focused on her closed robe.

Her face grew hotter still. "You know how this business is. These conferences are a madhouse. Everything is so unpredictable even for a psychic. Tonya is good at keeping it all organized. I have to do my part for the business. I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I really just wanted to see you."

"So you get to see me naked and do whatever you want to me but I don't get to see you? That's really not working for me." He pushed his jeans down off his hips until they hit the floor and kicked them away.