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helmet when she walked out the door and she had to run to her car to keep up with him. Less than a mile from the coffee shop, she followed him into a driveway.
    Dani followed him into the backyard and through the patio. John unlocked the door that led to his family room and closed it after she entered. He flipped the lock and Dani shivered.
    Without speaking, John drew the deep burgundy drapes closed over the picture window. The room immediately darkened. No one would be able to see them now. An overwhelming sense of vulnerability swept over Dani. The silence in the room was almost deafening, but she inherently knew to keep her mouth shut and wait for his instructions.
    A low, modulated, almost monotone voice, unlike his normal speaking voice broke through the silence causing goose bumps on her skin. “Take off your dress."
    Dani lifted it over her head and held it in front of her braless breasts. She kept her elbows close to her sides and attempted to fold the dress and block her exposed skin from his eyes.
    "Drop it.” The green eyes which normally twinkled when he grinned were as cool and emotionless as granite.
    Her palms began to sweat and the cloth slipped from her fingers, leaving her standing there in the darkened room in nothing but a sheer white thong and high heels. More than anything she wanted to bring her arms up to cover her breasts. More than her body stood naked there. Her desires hung as exposed as her breasts.
    John walked to the wall and flipped on the light, then moved toward her. He stopped a few feet in front of her, his expression non-changing. “Place your hands in back of your neck and lace your fingers."
    As she did her breasts jutted out in front of him and her legs shook so much her heels made sounds on the floor. He looked down to see where the noise was coming from and Dani caught her first glimpse of a smile since they arrived. He hid it, but he approved.
    "Move your legs apart a bit.” He spoke as if he were positioning her for a photo shoot.
    Dani inched her left leg to the side.
    "That's good.” He raised his right hand with his finger pointed as if he were going to halt a conversation for a minute. He stopped it a centimeter from her left nipple and he circled the air around her areola.
    She shuddered and her nipple hit the tip of his finger. The slight feather light touch had her moaning.
    "Behave yourself,” he said and pinched the nipple. “Don't move an inch.” John turned and left her standing there.
    Where was he going? What was he doing? Each second she waited, her body edged closer. The minute or so he was gone felt like an eternity. He returned with an ice cube in each hand, not seeming to mind that it dripped as he walked through the room.
    He shook his head at her. “Now I thought I told you to pinch those nipples?"
    Dani glanced at him in confusion. She had pinched them. She knew he'd seen the points through the dress when she had walked out of the lady's room. And they were puckered now from raging arousal. She didn't have time to respond. An ice cube scraped around each nipple and she cried out.
    The sound pierced through the silence as the blissful agony of the ice turned the points of her nipples into needles. He placed both pieces of the melting ice in one hand and palmed one breast while his mouth dipped down to suck on the other. The heat from his mouth was like fire on the frozen tip and the other nipple ached for the warmth.
    John threw the ice from his hand not seeming to care that it would melt on his carpet, and swept his mouth across her chest to the other breast. His tongue fought off the cold as it laved her nipple.
    Her elbows had pushed forward so that they framed her face and John pushed them back. He brought his head up and placed a hand over each breast, feeling the weight of them and kneading, almost like a massage, a needed reprieve from the torment a few moments ago.
    When her heart rate and breathing had slowed to almost normal, without warning he