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And her entire world just changed. Instantly.
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He wantedher more than he had ever wanted a woman in his entire life. Ben knew that. Within a half second of him kissing Destiny Marie for the first time, he justknewhe would never be the same again.
She had him.
Just like that. Without him fighting or protesting or anything else. Not like he’d always imagined he would fight or protest when the woman who would capture him for life someday first captured him for life and everything.
It wasn’t like that at all.
Hewas the one who was going to have to do the capturing, he suspected.
The wicked womanhadhim. In her clutches. Probably for eternity.
The demoness in his arms stole his soul in just a half second.
It was hers forever. He was a total goner now. Just like he’d sort of suspected he would be.
She was just that kind of woman.
That had him shaking. Right there, holding the woman he wanted in his arms for the first time, and he was shaking in his boots like he was a pimply-faced fourteen-year-old alone beneath the bleachers at the ball field—with the prettiest girl in the eighth grade.
She gasped, her mouth opening beneath his. A curl of instant heat went through him as he took advantage. Her lips tasted perfect. Like chocolate. And her. Always and forever her.
Dusty.
He could kiss this woman every minute for the rest of his life. He was a Tyler man, after all. He knew what—who—he wanted. His father had told him and his brothers once—when it wasright,a man knew it.
Well, Ben knew it.
It might have taken him a long damned time to get to this point, but he knew itnow.
Her hand slipped up into his hair. She started kissing him back.
That was what did it.
It wasn’t just Ben kissing Dusty.
Nope.
Dusty was kissing Ben, too.
Tongues met. Lips clung. He wanted to touch her all over. He wanted her naked and beneath him. Hell. There was a bedright there.
Ben wanted nothing more than to just lift her up and carry her to that bed andshowher what she was doing to him. But even though the demoness in his arms had scrambled his brain as well as stole his soul, he still had some sense of rationality left.
That would be far too fast for Dusty. Probably for him, too.
Especially after what she’d said she thought men wanted when they kissed her. He didn’t want to push her before she was ready.
No.
He needed to think. To reevaluate.
To…plot.
Because the last thing he would ever want to do was hurt her in any way. Rushing her would hurt and confuse her. Besides, if he was going to withstand her charms long enough to survive, he had to think. To strategize exactly what he wanted—and how he was going to get it.
