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pulled him from the dance floor, away from the lights. Her eyes widened in pleasure when they met his.
    “Slyck,” she purred, and rubbed her face up against his, trailing small kisses over his jaw. “We were wondering where you’ve been.”
    He fingered her long dark locks. Soft. Silky. Suddenly his mind wandered to Jaclyn. Would her hair feel so luscious? Would it feel smooth against his naked flesh? Damn. He quickly shook his head to clear it. “Out on the prowl tonight, are you, kitten?”
    In the darkened corner, Slyck could barely make out Brandy’s pretty features as he traced the pattern of her long, sleek body. He toyed with the light, barely there material of her blouse before his fingers stole underneath her satin miniskirt. He brushed her smooth thighs with the pad of his thumb and climbed higher and higher until he found her sweet pussy dripping with desire. He arched an inquisitive brow, and growled low in his throat.
    He gave her a knowing smile, and even though he already knew the answer, he questioned in a low, aroused voice, “Are you wet like this for me?”
    When his fingers connected with her moist cunt, raw desire seared his insides. Lust bombarded his body and a tremor raced through him. Oh yeah, this was exactly what he needed to get his mind off Jaclyn Vasenty, because nothing good could come from his strange fascination with her.
    In answer to his question, Brandy’s fingers spiraled through his hair, pulling greedily as she pounced. Making no qualms about how hot she was for him, she wrapped her long, lithe legs around
his back. With blatant sexual need ruling her actions, she mewled and shifted, positioning his hard cock on her soft mound.
    Slyck’s hands began shaking with desire, and his mouth watered for a taste of her skin. Ever determined to take the edge off, he took charge of their pleasures, gave a lusty groan, and backed her up against the wall. His large body hovered over hers, camouflaging them in the dimly lit corner. When his mouth found hers, a violent shudder ripped through his body.
    The talented flick of her tongue over his lips aroused him to the point of no return. Fire pitched through his body; his heart pounded against his rib cage.
    Although fucking Brandy in the dimly lit club was completely uncharacteristic for him, he couldn’t seem to help himself. Normally he’d have taken her home and pleasured her thoroughly before he got off himself, but this fierce hunger and this foreign need burning through his veins had him acting completely out of character.
    Gina pressed her full breasts into his back. As her hard nipples indented his flesh, he shuddered in heated bliss. Going up on her tiptoes, she positioned her mouth close to his ear and whispered, “What’s the matter with you tonight, Slyck? You’re acting so . . . feral .”
    Without answering, he pinned Brandy against the wall and, wasting no time, slid into her, burying himself in her hot, tight pussy. He moved urgently against her, driving into her moist heat hard and fast, each velvet stroke bringing them both closer and closer to the edge.
    “Yesss . . . ,” she cried out and clawed at his skin.

    Blood pulsed so hot and hard through his body, it was all he could do to keep himself upright. He plunged harder, deeper, ramming her with everything inside him as he strived to assuage the strange need he couldn’t seem to identify.
    Suddenly, his mind drifted, and as his orgasm mounted, a burst of bright light danced before his eyes and brought illumination to his darkest corners. The image of a beautiful feline muzzle flashed before his eyes. And he knew instinctively it wasn’t Brandy’s face that had just manifested itself in his mind.
    It was Jaclyn’s.

Chapter Three
    So this was it.
    Home, sweet home for the next few months, or more, depending on how quickly she could turn a profit and whip Vasenty Cosmetics sales into shape. Uncertainty wormed its way through Jaclyn’s veins as she thought about