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cut her off,
placing a finger over her lips as he rubbed her arm.
    “The only thing I want tonight is you. The
only thing you need to know tonight is I’m going to fuck you...as I
wish...for as long as I wish.” He rolled his head in a circle to
stretch before looking directly back into her eyes, and added as an
afterthought, “Hmm... Hurt you? Your arousal will likely hurt you
excruciatingly until I allow your release.”
    And as his sensual voice streaked through
her, Kate’s mind shorted out like a tripped wire snapping,
completely blank. Her whole body betrayed her yet again by flushing
with unrestrainable heat.
    “Stay as you are, Kate.” He pushed the
bunched-up nightgown at her waist, down to the floor to pool at her
feet. Shivering hard, she moved her hands to cover her nakedness,
dropping her head to her chest, avoiding his steady gaze. Grabbing
her hands, he moved them back to her sides. He lifted her chin high
to face him and said, “I told you to stay as you were, Kate. I know
you’re afraid and confused, but all the same, you will do good to
listen to me.”
    His fingers pressed into her hair, curling a
bit of it around her ear as he leaned in to the side of her head.
“For instance, earlier I told you this could be pleasurable for you
if you allow it.” His voice lowered seductively until it was a purr
in her ear. “Very, very, pleasurable. I know how to please a woman
to the point her voice is hoarse from her screams of desire, her
bed linens are soaked with her juices, and her legs are quivering
for hours after I’m done.” His lips scantly apart from her ear, his
voice dropping lower, he continued, “In the matter of choices, I
know which sounds best to me. Do you, beautiful girl? I’ll prove I
was worth the trouble of opening your door. Can you allow yourself
this indulgence? It’s just one night.”
    His voice was doing things to her. Things
she didn’t like a bit. Things she liked too much.
    “I don’t know you! Not even your name!” Kate
balled her hands into tense fists.
    He moved to face her again. “I told you who
I am well enough. I agree, my approach is...unconventional. But as
unconventional as it is, you responded to me as I knew you would. I
saw the guarded heat behind your eyes as you looked me over, right
there on your couch. I sense your fight against yourself at this
very moment. Tell me, Kate, is it the circumstances that bother you
so much? Had we met in a bar and you chose me to bring home with
you, would you be acquainted with me more than you are now? Or
would my cock already be buried deep inside you? Would you even
remember your bedmate’s name in the morning?”
    Kate didn’t want to think about those last
questions, as she mentally stomped her foot. She had made some bad
decisions in the past with alcohol, men, and beds, but she didn’t
want to think about it. She knew he was trying to confuse her, the
dark lord before her. Trying to talk her into giving herself to him
and to make it a different scenario than it was. The truth was he
had somehow talked his way into her home! She couldn’t quite recall
how he had gotten inside, and then he made those outrageous
statements and claims while playing her body against her the whole
time.
    Still, she shivered with arousal at the
thought of him taking her, as he said, willing or not. She didn’t
know which she preferred. She had fantasized about being
overpowered and taken by a dark, erotic, god-like man. What woman
hadn’t? And there he stood in her living room, her naked before him
like a pagan offering. Even if she agreed, she knew he would
dominate her in every way. The thought sent fresh tremors down her
spine.
    She battled with her emotions, her duality.
If she admitted the truth, she wanted him. She wanted to give
herself to him entirely, even if just for a night. Her conscience
screamed at her to say “no,” to run, to hit him, anything, except
giving in.
    He moved her hair away from her neck and
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