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closer, Luke placed the tips of his fingers on top of the table, dragging them as he moved closer to her, his eyes never leaving her face. The light sheen covering her skin was sexy, inviting. Suddenly he was just about as hungry as he’d ever been. As she poured the ruby colored wine, he reflected on the moment he met her almost a year ago. The overcrowded club had been full of people dancing the night away. Jessie was with friends. He’d noticed her from afar and the moment they’d locked eyes, he knew then he wanted her and had to own her.
    His entire body trembling in exasperation, he continued brushing his fingers back and forth across the table as he inched closer, lightly digging his nails into the blond wood. The closer he came toward her the more easily he could see just how nervous she was.
    Jessie licked her lips and gave him a darted glance. “I made your favorite dinner.”
    “ Mmm… And what’s for dessert?” Luke flanked her side, not touching but simply crowding her space.
    “I don’t know. That’s for my Sir to decide.” Wrappin g her hand around a single crystal stem, she lifted the glass toward him, her eyes remaining unblinking.
    Taking the wineglass , Luke cocked his head slightly before taking a sip. “Perfect. Have some with me.”
    Jessie didn’t move, as if waiting for his distinct approval.
    Bringing the glass to his lips, he took a larger sip and lowered his hea d as he cupped her face, tilting her chin upwards. Luke captured her mouth, instantly allowing the warm tangy liquid to be passed from his mouth to hers. After she’d swallowed, he pressed his tongue inside until their tongues entwined. There was nothing like the taste of her sweet mouth.
    She moaned and gripped his forearm, her fingers digging into his skin.
    Luke broke the kiss and licked around her lips. When he eased back he nipped her nose. “Come and sit down. Let’s talk a little before dinner.”
    Nodding, she reached for her wine, her hand shaking. She eased into the closest chair, folding her legs under her.
    The mere sight of her full breasts pushing past the lacy material was so powerful he wanted nothing more than to drag her over the table, thrusting his cock deep inside of her. But tonight wasn’t about indulging in his needs , but those belonging to Jessie. And she needed affirmation from him. Pulling out a chair, he sat down slowly and continued to study her eyes, the very entrance to such a complicated soul. “Tell me about your week.” The question seemed to surprise her.
    “My week?” Jessie breathed.
    “Yes, I enjoy hearing about what you’ve been doing and what writing you’ve accomplished.”
    “ Okay. Work has been a pain in the ass in truth.” Slapping her hand over her mouth she giggled. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
    “Jessie, you’re allowed to tell me any day is a pain in the ass. You’re allowed to tell me I’m a pain in the ass. Granted, then you’re going to have a pain in your ass and one that will remind you for days you aren’t allowed to talk to me that way but…” The teasing seemed to break the ice. As Jessie began to tell him about her week, sometimes detailing a few events, sometimes glazing over others, Luke realized he loved simply hearing about anything she wanted to discuss.
    “What? You’re looking at me like I’m nuts.” Jessie laughed .
    Leaning over the table Luke chuckled. “You’re many things, my sexy sub, but certainly not nuts.”
    Jessie seemed to calm down and she tossed her head back, a subtle smile remaining. “What did you want talk about? I mean I know devotion but…”
    Luke could hear the angst in her voice. Swirling the wine in his glass, he took a sip and waited, trying to give her what seemed to me much needed space. “ You don’t have to be formal with me, Jezebel. I’m not angry with you.”
    Darting her eyes in his direct ion, she nodded several times. “Okay. I guess I’m just nervous. I don’t know why.”
    “ I know you’re