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sensation tingled deep in the pit of her stomach.
    “A one. Now what shall I ask you Flora?” He observed her thoughtfully. The only sound in the room came from the crackling fire.
    Her heart beat faster, for some reason Truth felt scarier than Dare or Forfeit.
    “I know, tell me where I have to kiss you to really turn you on.”
    Flora blinked hard. “Um, on my neck maybe.”
    “Maybe? You’re sure that’s the place that will really turn you on? I think we might have to test this to find out if you’re telling the truth.”
    He pulled her across onto his lap and lowered his lips to her neck, caressing her skin with his lips. She moaned, her response out of control, her body automatically taking over as liquid heat pooled between her legs. Control rapidly disappeared as a viable option.
    She could feel his erection beneath her dress and instinctively rubbed herself against him, wanting to push him out of control too.
    Zac exhaled loudly, growing harder beneath her.
    “Well, it works okay but I think I have to kiss you in some other places to test if that’s really the best spot. How else will I know if you’re telling me the truth?”
    His hand slid up her thigh beneath her skirt, taking her by surprise as his fingers touched her clit. She jumped, startled at the touch, then she closed her eyes, giving herself over to the sensation.
    He dipped his fingers inside her and she welcomed his touch. It had been so long…
    “Oh, that’s erm…” She squirmed and adjusted her position so he could get better access.
    “You see if I kissed you just here.” His thumb caressed her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. “Well I think it might turn you on even more. Or we could try up here…”
    With his other hand he stroked the swell of her breasts, lightly teasing her through the fabric covering her now protruding nipples, stiffening to his touch. Flora wanted his hands and tongue everywhere, wanted him to well and truly make love to her until every longing was satisfied.
    The intense arousal felt almost unbearable. She was ready for him and wanted him inside her like, now! She needed him to touch her, explore her and bring her release.
    She ignored the part of her still protesting this was all too fast. It wasn’t making love – this was arousal. Pure lust. They didn’t even know each other. It just felt like they did because the chemistry was so hot.
    Her body might need the release, craving freedom, but her mind hung back, suspending judgement. It was like she was both prisoner and guard. Her sexuality sought freedom from the sentence of repression she’d imposed upon it. She stood, key in lock, trying to find the courage to turn it.
    Fear surged inside her, so tangible it felt physical. The last time she’d made love it’d been…hideous. Tom had been furious with her for some reason, she couldn’t remember why now, forgetting to pick his shirts up from the dry-cleaners perhaps, or not doing the washing up, who knew? In those last few months he’d been permanently angry, using sex to make her submit to him. Using it to remind her of his superior strength.
    Why the heck am I thinking about Tom? He’s not ruining this for me. I have to speed things up.
    The memory of why she’d imposed a man-free zone on her body cast its long shadow over her. She had to claw back some control, to get on with this before she talked herself into wimping out.
    She grabbed the dice and thrust it into Zac’s hand.
    “Your turn again,” she struggled to catch her breath.
    “Okay,” he replied softly, fixing a curious eye on her as he threw the dice into the lap of her hastily pulled down dress.
    It was a two. She thought hard before speaking.
    I need to know more about this man.
    “Who were you supposed to meet tonight? I saw you kept checking your phone. Did you get stood up? Were you lying when you said you didn’t have a girlfriend?”
    “Whoa, hold on. That’s a lot more than one question.” He looked