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berries into his mouth.
    Just thinking
about it made his cock throb in angry demand. Damn it. He could still taste the
sweet, wild honey of her on his lips, and he wanted more. He wanted all of her.
    Restraint
didn’t come easy to him, but seeing her sitting there looking so damn fragile
and wary made him fight for control of his raging hormones. Dante knew he could
seduce her. The way she had melted in his arms told him it wouldn’t be hard to
push past her defenses, but there was a hint of fear in her voice when she’d
asked him to step back that he couldn’t ignore.
    Something held
her back, and it was more than just her reservations about his reputation.
Instinct forced him to tread softly. It was an itch on the back of his neck
that had saved his life before. Even though this wasn’t a combat situation,
Dante felt like he was fighting for his life all the same…the life he wanted
with Zoe.
    Dante didn’t
understand how he knew it, but he respected it. She was too important to him
not to. No matter how hard it was for him, he’d give her the space she asked
for. But there would be no going back now that he’d tasted her.
    He was fucking
obsessed, he thought bitterly. What the hell was it about her that brought out
this dark need in him? He’d never felt this way about another woman before.
Hell, he’d avoided getting serious with anyone in the past, making sure that
the women he took to bed knew that all he was offering them was a few hours of
hard fucking with no strings attached.
    But with Zoe
it was different. He wanted to take her, to own her completely. It should have
scared the shit out of him, but for some reason, it didn’t. It just seemed to
make some sort of crazy sense in his mind.
    Zoe watched
Dante stomp around the room and thought back to the bet they’d made three
months ago. Since she’d started working for him, Dante had never tried to hide
the fact that he wanted her. And she’d wanted him. From the first moment she’d
seen him tending bar, she’d wanted him. It had been her first real attraction
toward a man.
    Lust, she’d
thought at first.
    But as she’d
gotten to know him, she’d quickly realized it was so much more than that.
    It hadn’t
taken long for the gossip to reach her. Dante loved women, and he’d had his
share of them. Hell, he’d had more than his share, but he never kept them for
long. She couldn’t blame the women of Breakers for lusting after him. Dante Fox
was a prime specimen of a man, with a bad boy reputation that added a hint of
the danger to him.
    She’d heard
the rumors. Knew that he was supposed to be a wild lover, with an unending
surplus of energy in the bedroom. Just thinking about that made her nervous,
and jealous of those who had firsthand knowledge of his skills at seduction. She
knew this had been the longest period of time he’d ever gone without having a
woman in his bed. It was better to let him think that it was his reputation
that was making her hold back. She’s never thought he would agree not to be
with any women for four months just to have her, but he had.
    Just knowing
that made her heart melt. Dante wanted her enough to show her just how much she
meant to him. They had a connection between them that was impossible to deny. He’d
never kissed her before tonight. Never unleashed all the sexual tension that
had been building between them that she’d known was there, waiting to ignite. And
right now—looking at him in all his pissed-off glory—she wondered how much
longer she’d be able to resist him.
    Her lips felt
swollen from his kiss, and she pressed her fingers to them as if she could hold
onto the feel of him. He’d given her something amazing…her first taste of real
passion. To anyone else, their kiss would have been a small thing, but for her,
it had been earth shattering. She loved the way his dark hair fell down over
his eyes. It made her want to reach out to push it back off his face, made her
want to cup his cheek and