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She took his face between her hands to pull him closer and crushed her mouth against his.

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    E MMA B LACK , a woman who proclaimed to hate his guts, was kissing him more passionately than he’d ever been kissed. He could feel her desire like it was a palpable thing. It sank into him, making his cock harder than it had ever been a day in his life.
    Ryan filled his hands with her thick, silky red hair, letting it slide through his fingers. Her grip tightened on him, pulling him even closer to her.
    He’d wanted her from the moment he’d seen her in the middle of the party earlier, rescuing him from some random socialite who’d wanted to get into his pants. His desire for Emma had been immediate—at least, after he’d gotten over his initial shock at seeing her again after all this time. The potion simply took that desire and increased it to a level that was impossible to ignore.
    He’d sought her out, hoping to talk to her, to tell her the truth—that he’d been set up, that he wasn’t a thief and had been wrongfully fired—and see if that made any difference to her. See if she believed him.
    He’d wanted her to believe him.
    When he’d seen that horny old bastard pawing her, his blood began to boil. If Franklin had been thirty yearsyounger, he might have received more than a glare and a lie about being Emma’s fiancé.
    â€œYou taste like champagne,” he whispered against her lips when she pulled back an inch, her breath coming fast and deep.
    â€œI had a glass earlier.”
    â€œYou taste so good.”
    â€œSo do you.”
    Emma slid her hands down the front of his shirt, over his chest to his abdomen. Her touch felt like fire. He saw the same aching desire he felt reflected in her eyes.
    Proof.
    The proof he needed that she didn’t hate him. This was it.
    Franklin said the potion didn’t work for him. Likely he’d tried it on many women, hoping they’d throw themselves into his arms and bed. Dirty old man.
    But the Desidero potion didn’t work like that.
    It didn’t make Guinevere desire King Arthur. Instead, she fell hard for Lancelot. It meant that she’d wanted the knight over the king all along, but had resisted due to her situation.
    Once the potion worked its special magic, she’d had no choice but to give in to her true desires. The potion simply acted as a push against any control its victim might have.
    If Emma had truly hated Ryan—or even if she’d been indifferent to him as she claimed—the potion wouldn’t work at all.
    Emma wanted him as Guinevere had wanted Lancelot.
    And King Arthur had been sent packing.
    â€œDo you feel it?” he asked.
    â€œFeel it?” She slid her hand down over the front ofhis pants where his erection strained and she grinned wickedly at him. “I think so.”
    He groaned and swore darkly under his breath. “That’s not exactly what I meant.”
    â€œYes, I feel the potion’s effects. No doubt about it.”
    â€œYou want me.”
    She brushed her lips over his throat. “I hate you.”
    He couldn’t help but smile at the obvious lie. She didn’t hate him. She might wish she did, but she didn’t. “So you don’t want me.”
    She took his face between her hands and stared deeply into his eyes. “What I want is to feel you inside of me.”
    He inhaled sharply as she slid her hand down over his cock again. “You have a definite way with words, Em.”
    â€œI’ve been told that before.”
    Any amusement on his part disappeared as she unzipped him with deft hands and reached inside his fly to wrap her fingers around his hard length. He groaned.
    â€œSit down.” She pushed him backward until he bumped into the couch behind him. He sat down hard.
    â€œIf you insist.” He reached for her, wanting to pull the straps of her dress down over her shoulders and bare her breasts to his