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He didn’t believe
her and she wished she didn’t say what she did. Maybe she should
have done more investigation before blurting out whatever
thought just crossed her mind. They were silent for some time
while she fiddled with her own glass of water, then he asked, “I
don’t suppose Morgan or I can have a view of those discs, could
we?”
“I’m afraid not.”
He really didn’t believe her, so much so that he had to see it
with his own eyes. A little spurt of anger filled her, which
died when he said casually, “Morgan tells me you refused to have
sex with him.”
She had been
lifting her glass to her mouth when he spoke and some of the
liquid spilled down her shirt. “He-he—” she sputtered. “Why
would he tell you such a thing?”
He shrugged. “The
topic just came up.” His eyes gleamed suddenly. “Could we
interest you in the sport if I include myself?”
“No and I’m not
going to change my mind.” Though she was very, very tempted.
They were the only ones ever to bring her to the heights of
passion and she wouldn’t mind traveling there again but not at
someone else’s expense. “You shouldn’t even have to ask.”
“Can’t blame a guy
for trying.” His gaze dropped to her breasts and before she
could say anything, her nipples stirred and hardened and pushed
through the thin cloth. He didn’t move a muscle but she felt as
though his fingers were on her, warm and hard and teasing her
nipples into further prominence.
Her breath hitched
and became shallow as she stared into his silver eyes that had
grown smoky and smoldering with desire and passion. Her heart
raced. “Jaden…”
He closed his eyes
and groaned.
Her voice had
broken the spell that he had woven around the two of them, until
the world contained no one but them.
She licked her lips
and tried to summon the anger but it seemed to have fled.
“Please stop doing that. I tried to put up my shields but you’re
too strong for me.”
Jaden reached
across for her hand, his own warm and steady and enticing as his
thumb caressed the thin skin at her wrist and sent tingles
throughout her body. “You never have to shield yourself against
me, Rhiane, I promise. You have nothing to fear from me.”
“Oh yes, I do,” she
whispered and tugged her hand out of his grasp. “I don’t exactly
like all these images you’re sending me and even touching me
with your mind and I don’t think it’s right for you to do that
because you have a—” Significant other, she was going to say but
he interrupted her.
“I would think that
you hunger for more.” A slow, male smile curved his lips.
“Stop!” Rhiane
commanded when she thought he was about to send her another
erotic image. She shuddered when she thought about his mental
touch, not sure if she could survive another demonstration of
his power. “Let’s go back to business.”
“Not until you
admit that you want me, the same way I want you.” His thumb
dragged across her wrist, igniting fires on that sensitive skin,
fires that licked along her veins.
“No…”
The image of lips
on her breasts…
Her nipples
hardened, aching painfully. “No…”
On her abdomen…
“No…”
In her
pussy…suckling and licking…laving…
“Oh dear god,
Jaden, what are you doing to me?” She felt hot everywhere.
“Tell me you want
me.” There was a certain thread of pleading in that commanding
voice, a hint of vulnerability that tugged at her heart.
“No…please…”
The image of his
cock at the entrance of her pussy, moving in slowly…inch by
inch…the feel of him, full, hot and hard…
“Tell me.”
She whispered
hoarsely, “I want you.”
He released her so
suddenly she fell back in her chair. “There. That wasn’t so bad,
was it?”
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