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Janey felt as though her head were spinning. He couldn’t be serious. She stared up at him. He was over six feet, broad, so muscular he made her mouth water. Powerful. And large in every way.

This wasn’t a nice, steady, unassuming man. This was Alex. Bold. Larger than life. A warrior who knew who and what he was and how to use that perfect body of his. In a variety of ways.

“What if I don’t want more?”

Oh yeah, she saw that one happening. She was going to be fantasizing about that damned kiss for the rest of her natural life.

He almost smirked. That little tug at his kiss-swollen lips clenched her stomach.

“You want more right now,” he told her, his gaze flickering over her. “Don’t bother lying about it either.

Your nipples are still pointed hard beneath your shirt and your face is still flushed. I’m not some kid you can lie to, Janey. I know your pussy is hot and probably so damned wet I could drown in it. ” His voice turned to a growl; his lashes lowered. “I want to drown in it. I want to run my tongue through all those hot juices and eat you until you’re screaming for more. ”

Oh God. Her knees were weak. Her legs were going to collapse right beneath her and leave her a puddle on the floor moaning just for that.

“Then maybe I need someone younger,” she bit out. “Maybe I don’t like where all that knowledge of yours came from. ”

He grinned. It wasn’t an amused grin either. It was knowing.

“You’ve been touched by a man now, Janey. A kid isn’t going to still that fire inside you. You’d grown past that at seventeen and we both know it. That day at the lake, the boys rumbling around there, twittering and playing their damned games for your attention didn’t faze you. Nothing did. Until you caught me staring at you. ”

She hated the fact that he was right. That somehow, something inside her had matured past the “boys”

her own age a long damned time ago. And any chance she would have had to experiment with men was snatched from her grasp with a single phone call from Dayle. A warning. She had been under his control and he didn’t let her forget it.

“Why are you doing this?” She shook her head, confused now, uncertain.

Alex was more than just a man. He was more than just physically powerful. There was a confidence, a dark edge inside him that made her wary.

She had a feeling Alex would push boundaries she’d never imagined. He’d demand more than she had to give, and sometimes she feared she had very little to give anyone.

Janey had learned early just how easily everything she cared about could be sucked right out of her life.

She didn’t think she could bear to lose anything more.

“I don’t have time for you. ” She shook her head. “I don’t have the strength for you, Alex. ”

“Then you better find it, Janey. ” He moved, a ripple of strength, and as she watched he was crossing the room and moving to the back door. “Because I have a taste for you now. But even more, you have one for me. It won’t be that easy to forget. ” He paused at the door. “And don’t make the mistake of thinking

just any man is going to fill that taste. I wouldn’t be happy. ”

“Threatening violence, Alex?” Her heart thudded with sudden wariness.

He shook his head, that grin sending a surge of anger through her.

“I’d never hurt you, Janey,” he promised, his voice raspy, graveled. “But if you want a chance to navigate your own way through this, then don’t pull another man into the battle. Or I’ll keep you in my bed for a week and show you just why that won’t do. ” His expression shifted, became harder, more sexual, darker. “Oh, baby, I’ll show you exactly why no other man will do. ”

Her lips parted to blast him. Yell at him. Curse him. And she would have. She’d never done that in her life, but she would have, if he hadn’t slipped out the door and closed it behind him, leaving her staring at it in dumbfounded fury.

Arrogant. Conceited. Overconfident. Prick.

“Asshole,” she spat into the empty room before clamping her lips closed.

God. She never called anyone names. She never confronted anyone. She never got too close to the fire.

And what the hell was she doing now?

She lifted her hand, touched her sensitive lips, and closed her eyes against the pleasure. Then she couldn’t help herself. Her fingers trailed down her neck, over the curve of her breast, to the hard points of her nipple.

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