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down his lapels again. “So does that mean that tonight you will reward me with what I’ve been waiting for?”
    “And what would that be?”
    She locked gazes with him, letting him see the need in her eyes. “You know what I want, Mason. You’ve been teasing me with almost-there ever since we got here, but at some point I want you to fulfill your promise to be my first.”
    His arms loosened around her and she felt panic in the pit of her stomach.
    “Dana, I need to be honest with you.”
    She drew in a deep breath. “Please,” she said, happy her voice didn’t shake.
    “I brought you here hoping we would get to know each other better.”
    She nodded at his words.
    “And my intent was that once you trusted me again, that I could talk you into taking the money without me following through on that deal.”
    Her chest constricted. “You … never intended to…” She blinked back a tear, her head shaking. “You really don’t want me, do you?” God, her heart ached so badly.
    He pressed his hand to the small of her back and pulled her tight to him again, then arched his pelvis toward her. A hard, thick bulge pressed against her, prominent despite layers of her full skirt between them. She gasped at the feel of it so hard against her.
    “I want you, Dana. There is no doubt about that,” he said, almost fiercely. “But that doesn’t mean I should act on that desire. You’re my stepsister.”
    “I am a grown woman,” she retorted, just as fiercely. “And we’re not stepsiblings. Our parents were married for less than three years a long time ago. I don’t see why we should let that get in the way of what we want.”
    She ran her hand down his stomach, then wrapped her fingers around his thick bulge. She slid her hand up and down his engorged cock, feeling faint with the need to feel it inside her.
    “You made a promise to me, and I expect that, as a gentleman, you will be true to that promise.”
    “Dana,” he muttered through gritted teeth, his tone a warning. “You’re playing with fire.”
    “Good, because I’m ready for a whole lot of heat.” She found the tab of his zipper and glided it downward.
    “Fuck.” His hand slammed down on hers and he pulled it away, but then his lips were on hers, his tongue plunging into her.
    He pulled her tighter to his muscular body, his arms around her, and if his tongue hadn’t been exploring her mouth with such passion, she would have gasped at the feel of his long, impossibly thick cock pressed hard against her.
    When he released her lips, she gazed at him, her eyes wide. “Please, Mason. I need you so badly. I want to feel you inside me.”
    He groaned and she felt herself swept up into his arms. Then he was racing up the stairs with her, her heart pounding. He flung his door open and carried her inside.
    *   *   *
    Eight Years Ago
     
    Mason parked his car in the garage, then walked into the house. It had been a tough week at work, pulling together a big deal to expand his company. Now he was looking forward to kicking back and watching a movie with Dana. She’d been looking forward to the new sci-fi thriller that had just come out on Blu-ray, and they had planned to watch it tonight.
    As he walked down the hallway from the garage door entrance, he passed his father’s study.
    “Mason, I want to talk to you.”
    Mason frowned as he stopped at the doorway and peered into the study to see his father sitting at the desk.
    “Not now, Dad. I have plans.” Mason was long past doing as his father commanded. He had been for a long time.
    “You will come in here and sit down right now. Do you understand?”
    Mason simply turned and continued down the hall.
    “It’s about Dana.”
    Mason froze, his stomach clenching. He turned back and walked into the room. “Is she all right?”
    His father gestured to the chair facing the desk. Mason frowned, but sat down, knowing his father would use his weakness—Dana—against him. Chas would not be