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here,” Jared whispered his words in her ear. He lowered his head further in search of her scent. “But I’m not complaining.”
    That hand stroked over her neck again in a smooth motion that made her belly clench. Roshelle renewed her attempts for escape but he held her firmly against him. Her rapid breathing pulled his smell deep inside her. Heat pooled in her abdomen as his hand moved back up her neck. A single finger traced the contours of her lips.
    “Stop that!” Rage gave her the ability to snap out of panic’s grip. Just what did he think he was doing? “Let me go!”
    “No.” He whispered the word a millimeter from her ear. His breath hit her skin and she shivered in response. Her entire body seemed to have become a network of receptors that were screaming in unison.
    Jared stroked a hand over her neck again. Her body quivered in his hands and he grinned. There was something intense about her reaction to him. His staff throbbed as he let his lips gently nip the side of her neck.
    “You can’t just handle me.”
    “Maybe you should stay on your own property, because I’ve wanted to handle you since we met.”
    Oh sweet Jesus! It hadn’t been a dream. He wasn’t a dream.
    No, the solid steel of his body confirmed that this wasn’t some dream-spun creature. The strength he held her with was extreme. He wasn’t hurting her, instead he was scorching her skin with his mouth. His lips made a trail down her neck as he bit and lingered over each touch. Her body seemed to explode with heat as she listened to the tiny moan that escaped her own lips.
    Turning her body, Jared wrapped his hand over the back of her head. His mouth sought hers and settled over her lips. She gasped in shock and he seized the opportunity to explore her mouth.
    She was being invaded. On every level. Roshelle couldn’t seem to remember where her body began and his ended. He moved in and around her in so many ways. The way his lips took command of hers just seemed a natural progression of their joined souls. She pushed against him but the solid steel of his chest remained firmly rooted in place.
    He lingered over her mouth. Tasting and exploring the satin of her lips. There was a spicy scent that came from her skin and Jared trailed his lips down her neck as he searched for its source. She tasted better than she felt. His body was surging forward with impatience and demands.
    Her clothing was a barrier. Jared wasn’t in the mood to be stopped by anything. The snap of a button as he popped it free hit his ears. He curled his fingers into the thin cotton of her blouse and hesitated. The extreme tide of emotions her body sparked left him off balance as he considered her passion-drugged face.
    Her body shuttered as his hand cupped her breast. His thumb brushed across her nipple and it rose to stiff attention. A second button popped free and then a third. The night air graced her skin a second before his hand cupped her bared breast. Pleasure rose from the contact as another moan escaped her. This time it was more of a whimper as she struggled against her need for that touch. How could her body need his touch?
    Yet somehow she did. Her back arched and her hips thrust forward as she balanced on the edge of desire. She felt each finger as it gripped her and the harshness of the thumb that passed over her nipple again.
    He bent her back over his arm. Her breast rose up in tempting display as Jared fit his aching sex into the notch of her thighs. Her body shivered and he stroked a firm hand down her neck again. It wasn’t about wanting to handle her. He needed to touch her. Taste her, sink into her body and touch the essence of her that he could smell on her skin.
    “Oh, God.” Roshelle felt her body shatter as he captured her nipple with his mouth. She couldn’t feel the ground beneath her feet as his tongue circled the nub and lapped over its peak. Pleasure spiked through her so intensely, it bordered on pain. She clung to his biceps and