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in cats.”
    “You know, I think you’re right.” His hand slid behind her back, and with a casual flick, her bra fell open. “While we’re at it, maybe we should get comfortable. How does the bed sound? We can try the kitchen table next time.”
    Was he teasing? She tipped her head back to study his face, her pulse kicking up at the sensual promise in his slumberous eyes, his smiling lips.
    The rest of their clothes dissolved. Suddenly, cool cotton sheets were at her back, and Nikolai leaned over her, his tanned fingers exploring her breasts. She stirred restlessly, her breasts aching for his touch. When he finally touched her nipples, he pinched them hard. The corresponding jolt between her legs made her cry out.
    “I’m going to make you so hot for me you’ll beg,” he whispered against her belly. “I’m going to make you wet and hungry. Your pussy is going to weep for my possession.” He kissed her quivering belly and used his tongue to trace her belly button. “I’m going to lap your juices and tease your clit like this.” His tongue darted inside her navel then he licked around the rim.
    His demonstration hiked her pulse rate. Excitement and anticipation warred as his hands alternatively soothed and plucked her breasts, and his mouth explored her belly button. The juncture of her thighs ached. She writhed and squirmed as her hips lifted. Liquid honey flowed from her cleft.
    Her breath caught as Nikolai moved lower, his hot breath stirring the short hair on her mound. His tongue traced the heart-shaped thatch, leaving a gleaming wet path in his wake.
    Summer’s legs splayed, and she lifted her hips shamelessly, silently begging for his intimate touch. She felt so wet. So needy.
    Nikolai parted her legs even farther, baring her to his sight.
    “You’re wet for me.” His breath washed against her swollen clit. He blew against the tiny nub, and an intense shiver racked her body. “But you haven’t begged yet. Ask, Summer. Ask me to give you pleasure. Tell me what you’d like. My mouth. My cock.” He looked up at her then, their gazes colliding. His dark eyes compelling, dominant and so heavy with heat and promise that another shudder swept her body. “Tell me you want me.”
    “Please, Nikolai. I need you inside me. Please ease the sweet ache. Nikolai. Please.”
    She’d woken tingling, shuddering and so hot that a slow, cruising finger across her engorged clitoris had thrown her headlong into a toe-tingling orgasm. Now she craved the real thing, with the original Nikolai instead of a dream figure.
    Oh, yeah.
    Flapping a hand in front of her hot face, she shoved a returned library book from her trolley onto the shelf. But she refused to replace her well-meaning family with a bossy boyfriend. She sighed in resignation. Perhaps she’d buy a copy of the magazine with the article about sex toys. Then she could make an informed choice in the adult shop she’d seen in Papakura. Sex toys were the way to go until she met a worthy man, one that wouldn’t boss her around and lay down the law.
    “Wake up, Summer,” the head librarian snapped, appearing from behind the animal husbandry section. “You’ve shelved that book in the wrong place.”
    The thin, dark-haired woman plucked the hardcover from the section on agriculture and thrust it at her. “Find its correct home then you may leave. I trust you’ll pay more attention tomorrow.”
    “Sorry, Mrs. Ferguson.” Something else to blame on him . She shoved the tome on the science shelf and stomped off to grab her orange straw basket and car keys.
    She hoped this Alistair Martin was home because she wanted her books. Needed them. It was enough to drive a girl to write her own romances. In fact, she’d started composing chapter one in her head last night. The idea would’ve worked if the hero hadn’t morphed into Nikolai. Her character had appeared with a distinctive bossy streak along with a hot body. Suffice to say, her sleep had become