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"I love to taste you," he said huskily

She reached for hi on against the wave upon wave of desire that tugged at her, threatening to pull her loose froed her wrists and he pulled her hands away froently As he lifted his head and looked at her, she saw the hardness sliding back into his eyes

"You touch me only if I say you can touch es of his " Disappoint her mouth shut That thread of warmth that had briefly run between theotten who he was Or who he thought he was And, she suspected, so had he

Noas deterht his, straightening her body and pressing her back onto the bed He wouldn’t hurt her He ht use her and pleasure her, but he wouldn’t hurt her She was sure of that now

But that didn’t ive in Hell no He wanted a fight And she fully intended to give him one

While one hand held her wrists above her head, his other pushed up her shirt and her sports bra, baring one breast, exposing it to the air and his heated gaze He dipped his head and took the needy flesh into his warue slid across her nipple, she arched into his touch with a groan of pure pleasure, her body heating and ready

Even as her body loved the feel of him, she hated what he did to her HeTrue closeness, war, of all people, instill this soft need in her? It wasn’t just the attraction Goddess knew she was too old to believe a little physical attraction had anything to do with affection, or even love Attraction was a response of the body, nothing ht in the hts, he released her breast and lifted his head, aze with a confusion that li pain and a loneliness as deep as those that tormented her

He shared her need to connect on a level beyond the physical Beyond sex To hold and be held To be kissed and stroked And understood

A one, his se as if he were determined to rear" He shoved his hand between her legs

As heat flooded her core, and her body betrayed her, racing hard toward orgas solidly in the nose with her heel as she ca!"

Their gazes locked The battle had engaged

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Jag’s nose hurt like a son of a bitch, but he groith pure satisfaction as he swiped at the blood on his face, then yanked off Olivia’s pants as she fought him

Goddess, he loved a woman who didn’t take his shit He had to be careful withway, but he’d never liked tears If they couldn’t take what he dished out, he went elsewhere

Olivia not only took it, she slaht hi hiut

Jag stulared at hiht with you?"

"I enjoy having you atht "Goddess, but I hate this game"

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"Which is precisely e play it"

"Then fuckPlease oh please," she added tonelessly "Just do it and get it over with"

He grinned at her and grabbed her again, flipping her onto her sto her down "I’ll do that, since you ask so nicely But not yet"

She groaned with annoyance, and he chuckled and yanked her shirt up under her ar it off her So he dres and shredded the stretchya scratch on her skin

"Want to keep your bra?" he asked silkily

"Yes, damn you"

"Then take it off"

She tried to rise, and he let her With another grumble, she sat up, her back to him

But as she moved as if to lift the bra, he prepared for an elbow to his jaw and al her upper arms, he pushed her forward until she was off balance and unable to kick back

"Take it off, Red, or I’ it off"

"Bastard," shepushed her face-first into the bed before she could strike back at hiht of her lovely, silken back

He’d never thought his, breasts, ass, oh yeah But backs? Who in the hell was a backincredibly sexy about Olivia’s

The way her shoulders curved, s as steel The way her back dimpled beneath her nape, the way it narrowed as it fell to the sweet swell of her hips And that glorious, crearipped her forear she didn’t rear up and clock him in the nose a second time Then he continued what he’d started the last time he had her at hissince he first saw her standing in the living roo to Lyon like soh-powered lawyer - taste every inch of her creamy skin

Hisher warm flesh as he inhaled her scent, a scent as rich and war nice The ancient ditty ran through his head, and he decided it h her even as she struggled against his hold He loved that she fought hiet a kick in the nose for his efforts

His mouth trailed over the crown of her shoulder and down the top few inches of her aro" Her voice was low, husky, and filled more with anticipation than any dark e her beneath hiainst his, the heat of her body between his thighs, the slender bones of her forearms safe in the cradle of his palrance and buried his nose in her bright hair She was beco an addiction, this one After only a few days, he could barely stand not to be touching her

But touching her wasn’t enough Not nearly enough

He captured both wrists in one hand, then lifted off her enough to flip her onto her back

She bucked, but he locked his thighs tight on hers and all she ed to do was brush his rock-hard balls with the sweet creahtened with need Gray eyes locked on his In their depths he saw no fury, and only a little anger Frustration, yes And heat

Goddess, but heat sparkled and danced in those eyes until the gray shone as brightly as silver

He slid his finger between her thighs, closed against hier brushed the hard nub of her passion, and she gasped, sucking in a ragged breath He flicked that sensitive spot over and over, feeling the ht to rise, to give him better access

"You want asped

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