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their cars to valet parking and made their way into the hotel lobby.
    “I need a couple of minutes,” Avery told him. “I have some tweets to reply to.”
    “Sure. No problem.” He shoved his hands into his pockets. “I’ll just hang out and look like I’m attentively waiting for my wife.”
    “Your wife? Are you kidding me?”
    He laughed. “You’d be surprised how many women would love to audition for that role. If it was open, that is.”
    “Really?” She stared at hm. “Audition? Do you have an application form, too?”
    “Could be.” He winked. He definitely liked pushing her buttons. “Go do your tweets so we can get onto the food tasting.”
    “Are you really getting into this, or are you putting on a big show for me?” she asked. “Or worse yet, mocking me.”
    He walked over to where she stood, stopping barely two inches from her. “There are a lot of things I’d like to do to you, Avery Kurtz, but I promise you, mocking isn’t one of them. Now, go do your tweets.”
    He left her standing there, gaping at him while he walked away, grinning. Oh, yes, he had big plans for Avery Kurtz. Very big plans.
    But slowly, Tanner. Take it very slowly.

Chapter Three
    Tanner thought he could spend forever looking at Avery’s body, stretched out before him like some primordial feast. Skin like ivory satin flowed over a delicate bone structure, and dark rose nipples with darker yet aureoles were ornaments on plump, ripe breasts. The soft hair on her mound was just a shade darker than the rich sable of her tresses, silken hair he loved to run his fingers through. Her soft lips were kiss-swollen, and tiny flecks of gold glittered in her hazel eyes, a reflection of the heat blooming there.
    He had sucked her nipples until they had hardened into pebbled peaks and lapped at her cunt until he drove her to a screaming orgasm. Her taste was exquisite, sharp and spicy, bursting on his tongue like an erotic treat. Why, it certainly was.
    They had made love once already tonight, then lay in bed recovering and stroking each other until he moved between her legs again and put his mouth to work on her body. He thought he could taste every inch of her forever, the flavor of her filling his senses.
    He watched the pulse beating at the hollow of her throat accelerate as he began to tease her again. He devoted himself to every sensitive area, sucking and licking and stroking with his fingers. Her breathing hitched, and she arched her hips toward him, urging him to do more. Much more.
    He had held off as long as he could, teasing himself as well as her, denying himself the luxury of sliding into her hot, waiting pussy. He’d had to literally drag her head away from his dick in her hot wet mouth. This time he wanted to come inside her, to feel the walls of her cunt convulsing around him, gripping him like a tight wet fist.
    He shifted to his knees and leaned over to grab a condom from the nightstand drawer and…
    Thunk!
    What the fuck?
    Tanner opened his eyes and realized he was on the floor, half the bedclothes with him. His shoulder throbbed, and when he touched it, he found a very sore spot. Fuck! He’d apparently hit himself on the edge of the nightstand as he fell out of bed in his sexually-induced frenzy. Fuck! He hadn’t done that since he was eighteen. And to frost the cake, his dick was still harder than concrete.
    Damn!
    He leaned against the bed, rubbing his shoulder. He’d close his eyes, but the naked image of Avery Kurtz would pop right back up in vivid living color. It wasn’t bad enough that thoughts of her kept teasing him during the day, interfering with his concentration at work. Now, she was invading his dreams and leaving him with a nearly unrelenting woody.
    The dinner tasting had been as much torment as it was pleasure. Watching her lick a drop of sauce from her full lips or lick the crumbs from a fork nearly drove him mad. Her tongue swirling around the tines had no doubt given rise to the dreams of