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paths and fields on the grounds.”
    â€œI’ll bet it was hard to find a club that features polo in the States? It’s not a very popular sport here, is it?”
    â€œNo, but it’s popular among a few people in the area and becoming more so.”
    â€œYou’re the former member of the French national team. You must be a bit under-challenged by the quality of the competition.”
    â€œIt’s fine. We just do it for fun, and besides, I’m not a young man anymore,” Lucien said, opening the door.
    Elise snorted.
    â€œIt’s true. My mount gives me enough challenge as it is. He’s a firebrand.”
    â€œWhat’s his name?” Elise asked in a hushed tone as they entered and heard soft whickers in the distance. The familiar rich, fecund scent of the stables entered his nose. They passed the tack room. A few of the horses’ heads flicked up when Lucien turned on a light.
    â€œJax. This is him,” he said a moment later. The huge, nearly black stallion jerked his head when he petted him, giving a harsh snort. Jax batted his hand in a rough gesture that Lucien recognized as gruff acknowledgment. The animal stilled when Lucien gave the corded muscle of his neck a deep rub.
    â€œOh my God, he’s gorgeous,” Elise enthused. She reached up to pet Jax and the horse bared his teeth, whinnying irritably, the whites of his ebony eyes showing. Lucien hastily grabbed Elise’s hand and led her away from Jax.
    â€œHe’s no pet. Best to sweet-talk and coddle Kesara here,” he suggested, leading her several stalls down to a sleek, brown filly who stood watching them, eyes alert and watchful. “Kesara, meet Elise,” he said, glancing to the side and noticing Elise’s gaze still lingering on Jax. She turned to look at the brown mare. Her eyes went wide.
    It was love at first sight, he could tell, and the feeling was mutual. Kesara whickered softly as Elise petted and greeted her in a low, confidential tone. Kesara’s ears flicked with interest. For a moment, Lucien found himself listening to the silky, soothing sound of Elise speaking in French to the horse, lulled just like the animal . . . charmed. The dulcet tones made his skin prickle, his body stir. His gaze lowered to the taut, sleek curves of Elise’s hips and ass optimally outlined by the tight jeans and T-shirt. All the lust he’d been holding at bay suddenly flooded into his flesh.
    Blood pumped into his cock, thickening it in a manner of seconds.
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    She turned, grinning with pleasure over Kesara. She paused when she saw Lucien, her eyes narrowing, her smile widening. His gaze was hot and wanting as he stared at her ass.
    Damn him. She knew he wanted her. Why was he toying with her like this? She was sick of it. Why was he so intent on controlling her . . . on insisting she submit?
    I’ll
make
him take me.
    She blinked at the raw intensity of her thought. Suddenly, she knew precisely what she was going to do to get what she wanted.
    â€œCan we go for a ride?” she asked him eagerly.
    He shook his head. “It’s too dark. I’ll bring you out on Sunday.”
    She used her eyes to seduce him. “I want to ride now. Please? She’s so beautiful. We can just go around the polo pitch.”
    He paused, considering. She slicked her lower lip with the tip of her tongue, seeing the spark ignite in his eyes.
    â€œAll right,” he conceded, removing his jacket. She was careful to hide her triumph. “Wait here while I saddle them up.”
    He’d finished Jax and had him tethered near the horse exit door when Elise asked for the location of the restroom. He pointed and gave her some instructions. She watched him enter Kesara’s stall. Instead of going to the restroom, which she really didn’t need to use, she quietly opened the stable door. Jax tossed his head up and gave her a defiant, one-eyed glare when she