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Anticipation built as Dane’s mouth moved closer to the apex of my legs. He was about to do to me something no other man had ever done—and I wanted it. Badly.

Yet apprehension slid through my veins. “Dane—”

He cut me off with a look full of sexual promise.

But I managed to tell him, “Another something I’ve never done before.”

His gaze narrowed. “Too personal? Too intimate?”

I nodded. Okay, so maybe I didn’t really need to explain anything to him. Maybe he just knew.

He went back to his expert seduction, his tongue swirling over my flesh, inching closer to the spot that ached for him. It was perverse of him to toy with me like this … but I loved every tortuous second of it.

He glanced up, spearing me with a heated expression as he issued a reminder. “Nothing off-limits, Ari.”

I was naked on the sofa in my office, my legs spread wide. One foot was on the floor, the other on the cushion, my fingers wrapped around the heel so that I didn’t poke or rip the seat.

As I internally searched for acceptance of this risky endeavor, this personal compromise, his cell buzzed. I started. Yet again, the outside world had ceased to exist.

Dane glanced over his shoulder at his jacket, strewn across the coffee table. Listened a moment. Then returned his attention to me.

“Don’t you need to get that?”

“Not when I’m between your legs,” he said.

I sighed. The man was all kinds of sexy.

The phone quieted.

“Now,” he said, “do you want me to make you come several more times, or not?”

I sucked in a breath. He was so demanding. And so impossible to deny.

I opened my mouth to speak. His cell started up again. Only this time, it was an actual ring. A frantic tempo that practically screamed, Don’t ignore me!

“Fuck,” Dane hissed. “This one I have to take.”

He didn’t move away, though. Instead, he took my hand not holding onto the shoe and kissed the inside of my wrist. My pulse soared.

Against the sensitive flesh, he whispered, “I want you to touch yourself. I want to watch.”

“What?” I choked out.

“You heard me.” He placed my hand on my glistening mound and added, “Do it.” His eyes lifted to my face. “But don’t come. I’ll get you off when I’m ready.”

“Dane—” Christ, I could barely breathe.

“Do it. Keep me hard.”

chapter 12

He stood in a fluid motion and snatched his jacket from the table, extracting the iPhone.

I wasn’t sure what to do. Here was my chance for a neat, clean escape. I could make one of my hasty retreats, gain a little space to process this latest request. Both of them, actually, because I still reeled when it came to the nothing off-limits demand.

I could collect my panties and slip out. Except that he snatched those, too, and rubbed the damp crotch between his finger and thumb, giving me a devilish look.

With his other thumb, he connected the angry-ring call.

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