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touch, his mouth, but she slipped out of his reach, instead sinking down to the floor in front of him.
    He eyed the closed but not locked door. “Emma…we should leave, go somewhere else—somewhere private. We shouldn’t do this here—”
    But he couldn’t speak any more when she took him into her mouth. He arched his back, the intense pleasure crashing over him, almost too much to bear. He had to struggle to find some semblance of control or he feared he would explode right then and there. His hands shook as he pushed the vibrant red hair off her forehead so hecould see her face, watch her lush, pink lips slide down onto him. Her mouth was so hot and wet—he couldn’t speak, couldn’t think…he could only feel…
    Finally, he was able to gather himself enough to moan her name. “Emma… please …” He pulled at her and suddenly her lips were on his again, hard and hot, devouring him with the kiss that held so much passion it was as if she were starving. She crawled onto his lap to straddle him.
    His hands sought her full breasts, squeezing them through the top of her dress and running his hands down her sides, over her ass, fingers digging into the soft flesh, and slipping under her skirt toward her sex. She wore panties, but they were a very flimsy barrier. Pushing them to the side, he was able to slide his fingers against the slickness of her, which earned him a shuddery breath and a moan of encouragement.
    Ryan shifted a little, replacing his fingers with the head of his cock which he rubbed against her. She was so wet for him, so ready. He had to be inside of her. He would go insane if he didn’t take her here, now. He’d never wanted anyone as much as this. The potion had made it impossible to deny what he’d always wanted.
    Emma.
    â€œYes,” she moaned. “Please, Ryan…”
    â€œYou want me.”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œEven though you think you hate me.”
    â€œYes!”
    When he was perfectly positioned to enter her with one upward thrust, he heard the sound.
    Knocking.
    â€œIs somebody in there?” the voice asked from the other side of the door.
    Then there was the sound of the knob turning.
    The very next moment, Emma had pulled away from him, scrambling back as if she’d just been hit in the face with a glass of ice cold water. She stared at him with eyes as wide as saucers and hurriedly pulled the straps of her dress back up into place.
    â€œThis was a horrible mistake,” she said, finally averting her eyes.
    Then she was gone, grabbing her purse and scurrying out of the room as if the fire alarm had gone off. She passed a couple at the door who wore matching purple masks. Ryan had the chance to tuck himself away and zip up before their attention moved to him.
    â€œDid we interrupt something?” the man asked.
    â€œYes,” he growled, when what he really wanted to do was get up and throttle the both of them.
    They looked at each other before closing the door behind them, leaving him in the library alone.
    His first inclination was to chase after Emma and talk to her. To finish what they’d started. But he knew it was too late for that tonight. She’d found a fraction of control again, despite the potion’s effects.
    From what he could remember about the Desidero potion, those effects would fade over time. A week at the most.
    Being apart would help, but not much. His body craved her now—and he knew the feeling was mutual. If they consummated their desire, the potion’s effects would fade quickly—a day at the most. If they didn’t—it might be a difficult week ahead if he wanted to think about anything but Emma’s touch, her mouth, her tongue, her body…
    Torture.
    His gaze moved to the side table where the greenbottle sat innocently and then he looked down at the floor where Emma had left behind a black tote bag.
    Cinderella had left the ball and