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sucked one finger and touched herself with another.
    His heart began to pound.
    Nothing good would come of this.
    He had to put an end to it now before it was too late.
    He had to save himself.
    “Shall I bring Victor back in?” His voice cut through the silence, loud in his ears. She stumbled, a blush heating her cheeks, and looked uncertain. “You are no use if you will not perform with a man... or a woman. I could have a woman brought in if that is your preference?”
    The thought of her touching another man had his blood burning with rage. Touching a woman, however. That had a certain appeal.
    Sera shook her head, grabbed her clothes, and headed for the steps down from the stage.
    She was giving up?
    That should have satisfied him.
    So why did he want to block her exit and make her stay?

CHAPTER 4
     
    “ Y ou aren’t finished,” Antoine said and Sera paused at the edge of the black stage, her clothes bundled in her arms. Was his voice trembling? Maybe it was just her hearing. She was shaking all over, partly due to desire and partly due to nerves. He spoke again and his voice was tight, harsh. Hungry. “I want to see you finish... alone if you have to.”
    Sera risked a glance his way. He stood a few feet below her. Had he intended to stop her physically if she had tried to leave? She couldn’t believe that, or the spark of desire in his eyes. His enlarged pupils almost swallowed the whole of his pale blue irises. Sera ran her eyes over him and found confirmation that she wasn’t imagining that hunger in his gaze or his voice. The outline of his hard cock was unmistakable in his dark formal trousers. She had come here to seduce him and she was so close that she could almost taste victory. He had said that he wanted to see her finish and he didn’t care if she did it alone.
    So alone she would finish.
    She placed her clothes back down on the stage, aware of her partial nudity and his eyes on her. Did he like what he saw? The thought that he did boosted her courage and gave her confidence, but did nothing to rekindle the sputtering flame of her desire.
    Antoine sat again, his ice-blue eyes on her and his large hands resting over the ends of the arms of his chair. He had clutched them when she had been performing for him, had held them so tightly that his knuckles had burned white. She had felt as though he was holding himself back, stopping himself from doing something. What? That one question had burned in her mind, driven her to keep teasing him, to keep pushing him to see why he felt the need to restrain himself.
    Did he want to touch her too?
    Sera slowly walked back to the centre of the stage, closed her eyes and ran her hands over her bare breasts, her nipples tingling as she imagined that it was his hands on her now, his strong cool palms cupping and kneading her. Her teeth sank into her lower lip and she loosed a breathy moan, unable to contain it as she continued her fantasy. He had told her to finish. She knew what that meant. He wanted to watch her climax. Just the thought of achieving an orgasm while he was watching her had her heart pounding erratically and gave her the strength to keep going.
    Her head tilted back and she lowered one hand, skimming it over her stomach and then her hip, down to her knickers. His gaze followed, boring into her, heating her blood until she was burning for him. Pretending it was his hands on her wasn’t enough. She wanted to feel them on her for real, wanted him to come to stand behind her and toy with her breasts while she fingered herself. She ached to feel the hard press of his cock against her bottom and the soft wetness of his mouth on her shoulder.
    Sera groaned and it came out as a growl.
    Or had it?
    She flicked one eye open and found Antoine gripping the arms of his seat again, his whole body taut and coiled. He had growled. Oh. Sweet mercy. The thought that she had torn such a feral sound from him had her close to coming undone.
    The only thing that stopped