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were
claustrophobic?’
    ‘No, I didn’t.’
    ‘Then maybe there’s other things you don’t know
about yourself.’
    Before she can ask him what he means by that, he
turns away.
    He reappears a few minutes later. His shirt and
pants are in serious need of ironing, and he didn’t bother putting
his tie or his jacket back on. ‘I hope I can make it to the car
without being seen.’
    ‘I’m sorry you had such a disastrous time,
Jay.’
    He comes and stands so close to her that she has
to throw her head back to look at him. ‘I enjoyed myself very much,
Carmen.’
    His eyes are such a soft deep gray, yet the look
in them is hard, like a stone wall veiled in mist. Once again his
bone structure arrests her, and how firm his perfect mouth looks
when he smiles suddenly makes her feel weak. If she can’t feel his
lips against hers she’ll die. He has to kiss her goodbye.
    He tosses his jacket and tie onto the couch,
cups her face with both hands, and lowers his head until their
mouths are almost touching.
    She closes her eyes breathlessly.
    He lets go of her.
    She looks up at him again, dazed. Their breaths
had mingled, their souls had mysteriously ached to touch through
the bodies of their lips, and he had pulled back. She sounds like a
hurt little girl as she asks, ‘Don’t you want to kiss me?’
    ‘Yes, I do, very much, which is probably why I
shouldn’t.’
    She places her hands on his chest and slides
them up towards his neck.
    He grabs her wrists. ‘No.’ He lowers her
hands.
    ‘Please,’ she whispers.
    ‘Please what?’ he asks sternly.
    ‘Please kiss me,’ she begs softly.
    ‘Would you be happy with just one kiss?’
    ‘Yes.’
    Her eyes close again in an agony of
disappointment when he turns away. She braces herself for the sight
of him picking up his jacket and tie, and can scarcely believe it
when she looks, and sees him sit down on the couch instead.
    ‘Come here, baby.’
    She obeys him as if hypnotized. She is ready to
do anything he says if it means he’ll kiss her before he leaves,
because he can’t, he just can’t, leave without kissing her.
    He pats his thighs. ‘Sit on me. No, not you,’ he
tells Sage, who was about to obey him. ‘No, not like that,’ he is
addressing Carmen again now, ‘like this.’ One hand grabs her arm
while the other one clasps her behind the knee, and pulls her down
on top of him.
    Her short dress hikes around her thighs and the
thin skin of panty protecting her pussy lands right over his hard
on. She gasps from the shock of feeling it pressing up against her
before their lips have even touched, before they have politely
gotten to know a little more about each other in a kiss. Her body’s
intense response is another surprise, and it frightens her a
little, as if she is daring to play with electricity while soaking
wet. She rests her hands on his shoulders as the thrill of knowing
she excites him dominates every other feeling.
    His hands rest lightly on her hips. ‘Now I’m
ready for that kiss.’
    Her nipples become painfully firm little magnets
straining towards his warm chest as she attempts to keep some
distance between them. She is trying desperately not to fall into a
dangerous desire to fuck him right then and there as she finally
gets the kiss that was all she wanted. At least she thought it was
all she wanted, until he made her realize otherwise. And almost as
if to punish her for being so naïve, he keeps his lips sealed,
denying her access to his tongue and any real intimacy with him
apart from the impersonal, undeniable one, going on between the
bulge in his slacks and her wet panty. She tosses the hair out of
her eyes in breathless pleasure and frustration, but refuses to
humiliate herself with another attempt at a real kiss.
    His hands slip up into her dress and around to
her ass. ‘Happy now?’ He gives each tender cheek a hard
squeeze.
    ‘No…’
    ‘Oh, really?’ Another brief smile touches his
hard mouth. ‘Why not?’
    Avoiding his