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It wasn’t supposed to corowly But his pulse was still jacked over the near-brawl, and looking down at her now and realizing what he had to do was onlyit pound harder

"Do your worst," she allows and he was her executioner

His worst? Rafe let loose a rusty chuckle Fuck, if she only kne bad his worst could be, she’d already be up and running Although he’d done his best, his worst, and everything in between to her a hundred ti that kept him in check was the realization that she had no clue what she was asking for Because to a guy like him? That kind of declaration was an invitation And in that way, a good bedroom dom was like a vampire

An invitation was all he needed

Not this time

She’d made her position clear earlier, whether she meant what she’d said or not He had to play nice

He lowered himself to the floor, reluctantly slid off her strappy, fuck- for shoes Nearly every tiht after her shift at the hospital, she was in heels Heels he couldn’t help but iue

Jesus, he was no better than Frat Boy

Except she wasn’t looking at Frat Boy like he was a fat, forbidden slice of chocolate cake She wouldn’t admit it, but there was no question she felt it too The pull between thean to play, and the guests all clapped and sto their names

"Get on with it, Romeo" She had her serious RN voice on now and for some twisted reason, the disparity between that and her body language raised his blood pressure higher, -willed, which he respected in so many ways But in the bedroom, she’d be all his

He bit back a curse, shut down his brain altogether, and focused every ounce of his energy on the task at hand No tiarter on a bridesmaid Not the Courtney he kneho’d worirl on a chair

Sitting right in front of hi

Pink-cheeked

Shit

He squeezed his eyes closed and took her leg in hand to circle her sliht, asped, and his eyes snapped open

He tried, god knew he tried to fight it, but it was like his hands had a ain, desperate to take her further as he slid to the side, taking her ankle with him A scant few inches that would be imperceptible to onlookers, but that Courtney no doubt felt, as the h to h to let her knoas on his mind…what he really wanted from her in that moment

Watch yourself, his aze trained on her face as he tightened his fingers into a band of resistance, effectively restraining her, and slid the garter over her foot and onto her calf Her throat worked visibly, her body tensing as she opened her , but she closed it with a snap He lifted her leg high then, resting her ankle on his shoulder and pinning it there with his hand

The crowd squealed with exciteht up in the bawdy tradition and outward bravado of thebut funny Her lush bottoht between her teeth and her eyes lit with fire so hot it nearly brought him low

And as so much worse?

She didn’t pull away

Chapter Two

Panic warred with bone-deep need as Courtney stared down into the face that had doht, his gaze so intense, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be the true focus of that intensity Naked On a bed Heck, on a floor, for that h the sensual spell Rafe had woven over her, and she shook her head briskly

This wasn’t right None of it Her enjoyrip Her twisted desire to offer up her other foot for theplaces with her, planting his fine ass on this frou-frou chair and dragging her over his lap

For what? her subconscious whispered So that he could spank her?

Her body tensed, and a bolt of lightning zinged through her before settling right between her thighs Panic escalated as she jerked against his unyielding fingers

"People are watching, Court," heass out of here will look really strange I know you’re nervous and afraid of what you’re feeling, but trustyou didn’t want me to"

His eyes shone with absolute sincerity, and she willed herself to settle back in

He was right It was one thing to escape for aelse entirely to run away frotradition

They had no way of knowing that she was falling to pieces on the inside