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her hands hit the mattress, forcing her to crawl on
top of it. She made a frustrated sound he saw as challenge. He
wanted her moaning, begging for more. Telling him what she wanted
and how she wanted it.
    His hand slid over her jeans-clad
backside and up her waist to unsnap her jeans. Her hand went to
his, trying to stop him. He countered her action by flattening her
onto the bed, framing her body with his, his cock settling against
her lush backside. She rewarded him with one of those moans he
craved, and her hips lifted against his.
    “I love how you smell,” he said,
burying his face in her neck.
    “Sweet talk won’t get you
anywhere.”
    His lips twitched. “No?” He slid
his hands under her and cupped her breasts. “Where will this get
me?”
    She made another soft sound of
pleasure before denial whispered from her lips. “Nowhere. It gets
you nowhere.”
    “It doesn’t feel like nowhere.” His
palms moved downward, exploring the delicate lines of her waist and
back, before he pressed his hand between their bodies again, and
found her zipper, stroking lower, into the sweet V of her body. “I
want you naked.”
    “You always want me
naked.”
    “And that’s a problem
why?”
    “You plan to use sex as a
weapon.”
    He unzipped her pants. “You might
find telling me your secrets comes with reward, not
punishment.”
    “Just because I don’t fit some mold
for a woman you have set in your mind doesn’t make my life and
story fake.”
    He nipped her earlobe. “Sweetheart,
I told you. Fool me once, but never again. I know you aren’t who
you say you are.” He tugged her waistband down and eased her jeans
down her body, and all but groaned at the sight of her panty-less,
pretty little backside.
    Blake leaned away from her to free
the jeans from her feet. As he expected, Kara scrambled up the bed,
twisting around to face him, her high, full breasts swaying with
the action. Damn, the woman had a hot little body. And yeah, he’d
had his share of hot bodies, but there was just something about
Kara that set him on fire.
    Blake reached in his pocket and
pulled out the rubber-band cuffs he’d stuffed there, climbing onto
the bed. She backed away and hit the headboard. His lips curved.
The sight of her there, her creamy white skin, her dark hair draped
over her bare shoulders, was pure perfection. She was exactly where
he wanted her to be.
    Without a moment of hesitation,
Blake straddled her, pressing his free hand to her face and twining
his fingers in her hair. “You know I’m going to cuff you. It’s
inevitable.”

Chapter Four
     
    He was going to cuff her. It was
inevitable. Kara should have known it before. Why she’d fooled
herself into believing she could get the upper hand, she didn’t
know. But fighting Blake wasn’t the answer. It wasn’t going to get
her out of here to save that young girl Eduardo intended to turn
into a sex slave of some sort. She had to succumb to him and hope
he went to sleep sometime soon. It was her only hope. Drive him
into that post-sex oblivion that was male slumber and pray she
survived his demands for answers she couldn’t give. His hand raked
over her breast, and she swallowed hard against the wonderful
tingling sensation that told her she was fooling herself. She
wouldn’t survive his demands. She wanted to trust him. She wanted
to believe he was a good guy.
    “I guess you’re afraid to
let me cuff you ?” she
challenged.
    “Afraid?” he asked, laughing.
“Hmmm. Maybe I am.” His hand, still laced in her hair, forced her
gaze to his, his eyes meeting hers. His voice softened. “In fact,
Kara, you scare the shit out of me.”
    Her chest tightened with the raw
quality to his words. “I don’t know what that means.”
    “I think you do.” He shackled her
wrist and slid the cuff over it before she could stop him. “I think
you completely understand.”
    “No,” she whispered, tugging on her
arm when he lifted it to the bar behind her and attached it.