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She caught herself, clearing her throat. “You’re pretty sure of yourself, Jason.” She didn’t leave any room for a comeback. “I’ll have a soda water and lime.”

“Coming right up,” I grinned.

The air was thick with both of us holding back. I knew what I wanted, and I was fairly sure she wanted the same thing, but if there was one thing I truly desired, more than her body, it was to show her I was more than your garden variety prick.

I plunked down her drink, taming the beast inside. “Probably not as delicious as what comes out of Madison Creations’ bakery, but pretty close.”

She flashed me the tiniest smile before she covered it with the rim of her glass. “If I’m not careful, you'll charm the pants right off me, huh?”

“An easy task, since you didn’t bother with wearing pants this time,” I winked.

“Clearly a mistake on my part.” Her eyes smoldered, eating me up. Making me wonder if I should say ‘fuck it’ and leave the wooing for some other time.

“You don’t make mistakes.” I let her know that I was paying attention. That even though we were still getting to know each other, I knew enough to speak on that with authority.

I followed her with my eyes as she slipped from the stool and started meandering around the room, pausing at the lounge area.

“How about you, Jason?” She countered softly. “Do you make mistakes?”

Now I was at a crossroads. I could make a gamble; make a suggestion that could offend her, or worse, result in her telling me to go fuck myself...which would suck because I’d much rather fuck her.

The safe bet was to stay playful. To not pull us back to the past and my behavior. It would just remind her that she took a huge, and probably unwise chance by meeting me.

But I didn’t become successful by playing it safe.

“Not usually,” I answered, finding her eyes in the dark. “Though I made a huge one on New Year’s Eve.”

“Yes, you did,” she nodded, not letting me off the hook.

“And I don’t plan on making another by not kissing you.”

I was being bold, but that saying about fortune favoring the bold rang in my head...and I wasn’t thinking about money. There was something about her—and I would be damned if I let one more minute pass without my lips on hers.

I erased the distance between us, but I took my time, giving her ample opportunity to push me away.

She didn’t.

Her eyes pulled me closer.

I rounded her waist, admiring her beauty in the candlelight. I leaned down, sweeping my fingertips across her jaw, holding her chin steady. I wanted to devour her, but I decided to give her an out.

“I’m going to kiss you.” My lips hovered above hers. We breathed the same air, tinged with defiance, need, lime, the faint hint of scotch and peppermint. Her eyes were hooded when she said the last thing I expected.

“No, I’m going to kiss you.”

She roped her arm around my neck and snatched me the rest of the way, forcing her mouth on mine. Our teeth clashed as we inhaled each other, both of us hungry, starved for this.

Her tongue dashed between my parted lips. Tasting me this time. Giving me a kiss, the kiss, the one we should have had the night we met, before I decided to have my dessert first.

Though Natalee was making it abundantly clear that every part of her was decadent, from head to toe.

I was used to directing, guiding things when I was with a woman, but she was leading us to the pillows. We parted ways, just long enough for her to push me backward, and I fell against the cushions. She climbed on top of me, grinding her hips as she raked her nails down my chest, undoing my buttons. Her lips fell on my skin. Gliding over the tight muscles, moaning her approval.

I reached for her hips, pulling up the hem of her dress, wanting to show her that I couldn’t keep my hands to myself either if it wasn’t obvious, but she smacked my hand away.

“Not tonight, Jason,” she purred as she started in on my belt. She knew me too well, finding the condom in my pocket and tearing it open with her teeth. She was an animal, hungry for me, and I loved it. “Tonight, I’m doing the taking.”

I hadn’t had enough to drink to even be buzzed, but I was drunk off her. Feeling like I was in some alternate universe, and I wanted to stay awhile.

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