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lingering kisses on her, his hot breath searing into her
flesh. He caressed her at her hairline, pressing his lips against
her flushed skin as he held her neck to his mouth. His breath was
warm, and she could hear the want in the sounds coming from his
throat as he kissed her. He pulled her to him tighter, pushing at
her to lean her head more to the side.
    She submitted in an instant and tilted her
head sideways to give her entire length to him. She felt his smile
against her heated skin as she gave in, and her eyelids drifted
closed. He tongued her neck up and down, nipping her with his teeth
as he went. His fingers grasped her head as he held her in the
position he wanted. When he reached the juncture of her neck and
shoulder, he nipped her harder than before and earned a pleasured
groan from her throat, which vibrated against his jaw.
    He straightened to study her without
speaking. She was caving to him. He knew it, and he knew she knew
it. He waited for her to confess her surrender to them both.
    Her breaths sluggish, her mind was in a
smoky haze of sensuality. She was in a jumble of screaming sanity
and overarching lust. She battled both the need she was consumed by
and common sense, which was twisting her into knots. She raised her
hands to the side of her head, grabbing bunches of hair into her
fists as she wavered on the precipice.
    She should’ve known which way to turn. She
should’ve screamed “no,” kicked him in the groin, and tried to make
it out her front door. She should’ve grabbed him with both hands,
yanking him against her, and kissed him until she couldn’t breathe.
She had done as much on other first dates, although tonight was no
date.
    He placed his hands on hers and eased them
out of her hair, first taking them to his lips for soft caresses,
and then he leaned in to kiss her eyelids. He remained close to her
body, urging her to accept her desire for him and his want of her,
and whispered, “I know this is strange, Kate, but don’t be afraid
of what you want. Give yourself to me. We need to be together
tonight, beauty.”
    Maybe it was his accent, his tenderness, his
body, or how his actions belied the way he spoke to her when she
was on his lap. Maybe it was his beauty. Maybe it was a combination
of all of it. But she wanted him. She wanted him right then.
    Kate tilted her head back up to gaze into
his eyes, and showed him her assent. He grinned and then wiped his
expression clean, as if it was a slip of character.
    “You will give yourself to me completely,
Kate. The word ‘no’ does not exist for you while we’re together. Do
you understand?”
    She nodded with sealed eyes as her body
swayed side to side.
    “Look at me and say the word, Kate. The only
word you’re allowed.”
    Her body stilled. “Yes.” Her eyes were
dilated. The word escaped her mouth in sync with a body tremor. Her
thoughts raced again, but for a different reason altogether.
    “Good girl,” he murmured as his knuckles
brushed over her nipples, urging them taller and stiffer. Lowering
his hands to his sides, he peered at her sideways. “Look at your
breasts. See how you respond to me?”
    Her gaze lowered as her breathing became
labored.
    “Hold your breasts in your hands. Raise
them. Offer them to me.”
    Hands trembling with barely contained
desire, Kate cupped her breasts until their weight was settled in
her palms. As she pushed them together, they rose, and her nipples
appeared to steeple even more.
    “Hold them there for me and don’t move.”
    He rolled her nipples between his thumb and
forefinger. Twisting them back and forth, left and right, the
pressure from his firm fingers started to build, until he was
handling them roughly. He squeezed the skin, pulling his hand back
until her nipples popped out from between his fingers, and then
back again. Kate continued to lift her breasts in offering to him,
not thinking to stop. She wanted more of his assailing touch, not
less.
    Straining closer to his hands,