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screaming, making promises even.”
    Two days. She fell against the foam pillow and stared at the ceiling fan above her. She’d been on assignment for two days and she was already on her back.
    His fingers dipped and retreated, reentered her again and left her once more. In and out they worked in a deliberate rhythm.
    Jake was toying with her and loving it, but his pleasure couldn’t begin to match her own. Good Lord, maybe now she could understand why Summer Pain had fallen for a biker, for a rough and rowdy man who not only knew how to please a woman, but would also do whatever it took to make her feel more like a wanted woman, a sexy and sensual potential bed partner.
    Perhaps Chief Malory had known Autumn better than she had known herself. She shook off the memory and his lame attempt to belittle her. This moment was too good to spend it thinking about the job—the job for the Feds or the job for her father.
    Jake’s tongue parted her wet folds. He thrust inside her, moving his face from side to side. He tucked his hands under her bottom and brought her pussy to his mouth, licking and pleasing. He sipped at her center, using his lips to further drive her lust.
    “Hmm.” She bit down on her finger, trying to maintain some sort of self-control, some measure of discipline so she wouldn’t grind out a quick orgasm, slam against him like a greedy woman who only wanted one thing, one orgasmic pleasure.
    Jake crawled up her body. “Look at me.” He grabbed her chin and then kissed her, forcing his tongue through her lips and loving on her then with a new goal, a more significant meaning. He wasn’t in any hurry. He clearly enjoyed her, loved making love to her.
    She gasped at the last thought. Making love? Since when did she fuck a stranger and call it making love?
    “Jake, I—” She tried to push him away, but he held her hands trapped between their bodies. He kept kissing her, stroking her tongue with his while forcing her to taste the spicy flavor of her excitement.
    He kissed a trail to her cheek and ear. Breathing softly at her lobe, he whispered, “Let me have you, Autumn. Just once and I swear if you don’t want me again, I’ll walk away.”
    His hand dipped between her thighs again. He pinched her pussy lips together and she cried out with the sensation, realizing his mouth hovered over hers to mute her scream, muffle any possible forthcoming objection.
    “I can’t,” she said, not wanting to romp around a biker’s room. Who else had slept in his bed? How many women had he taken there? How many women had he fucked once and then turned them away forever? Did she really want to be another notch on this guy’s belt, another dented spot behind the headboard?
    He kissed her again, working her shirt up her belly and over her breasts. Her breath caught in her chest as he thumbed her nipple through the thin bra she wore. “I’ve been dying to see these. Can I?”
    He lifted his head and stared down at her. He’d sucked her clit, licked her pussy, and now he was asking if he could see her breasts? Damn him for putting her to a test. If the shirt came off it was all over.
    “Actually no.” She sat up, yanked her shirt down, and looked around for her shorts and thong. “I know what you’re thinking and I’m not a tease.”
    At least not under normal circumstances.
    “I don’t think you’re a tease,” he said, pushing the heel of his hand against the center of his bulging cock. “You may think you’re a little too good to bang a biker, but it doesn’t change the fact that you want me and sooner or later? That want will win out. We both know it will.”
    Pissed because he would say such a thing, she rolled to the other side and left the bed. Collecting her clothes, she hurriedly dressed.
    “Ticked off, are you?” He cupped the back of his head, relaxed on his side, and watched her.
    “You didn’t exactly make my day.”
    “You sure about that?” He moistened his mouth then dragged his thumb