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before she got in the taxi. "I'll be
back. Love you." Then she turned off her phone because she couldn't
be distracted by him. She had another man to catch.
     

Chapter Seven
     
    " What did you say?" Nick demanded, as he bent
over her, planting two big fists on either side of her head,
against the back of the lounge in his office. She'd locked the door
on the way in.
    Immediately, Clare lifted her hands pushing hard on
Nick's chest, which only served to rock him. "Go away! I said
nothing- nothing!" she cried.
    "Oh no," Nick growled and he took the back of her
head in his big hands, pulling her upward to him, until she was
clutching his shoulders for balance. "I heard you tell Penny you had Alex and now you're coming after me," he uttered. "And
you are going to say it again."
    Clare moaned as Nick's mouth clamped down hard over
her lips in a rough and passionate kiss. He bruised her lips over
and over again with demanding ardor. Devouring her mouth as no man
had ever done before ... Until she was whimpering passionately.
Then he broke his lips away from hers, and he rasped, "Did you fuck him, Clare?"
    "Yes," she panted, unable to find any more breath or
words as Nick turned her and he began pushing her down onto the
lounge.
    "Then give me your tongue, it's my turn, baby," he
ordered in a rough voice.
    "Nick," she gasped. Yet then he had her tongue
tangled with his and further words were impossible as he laid her
completely down on the lounge with his body covering her.
    Nick dug his hands beneath Clare's dress and found
that she wore nothing underneath, but hot, naked skin. "Take the
dress off. I want you naked," he growled in a tight voice, trying
to hold his passion at bay as his long fingers gripped her bare
hips.
    The dark color of Clare's eyes sparked with embers,
then turned deeper as she fumbled with the buttons on her dress. He
watched her intensely as he stroked her naked hips in his hands.
"Pull it open," he commanded, when she came to the last button.
    Nick sucked in a tight breath. He'd thought that she
would be wearing a bra. He was blind-sided, jolted by the sight of
Clare's naked breasts with the tips rucked tightly into fat rosy
beads. "Where is your bra?" he snapped, digging his fingers into
her fleshy hips.
    "It was, Alex!" Clare exclaimed, obviously startled
at his roughness.
    "Alex," Nick uttered, and he knew his irises
glittered with heated emotion. "I want you naked," he ordered
again, and then he flicked his tongue outward to lick the swollen
bulb of Clare's aroused nipple. She whimpered abruptly in reaction
as the tautened berry of her nipple heated against his tongue.
    " Now. " Nick rose quickly, pulling Clare
upright with him. In seconds he had her dress pulled down off her
shoulders, off her arms, hands, and pushed to the curve of her
flared hips. "Stand," he commanded, not waiting to see if she would
obey as he lifted her bare waist in his hands to stand her on her
feet before him. "Now take it off for me, baby," he ordered in a
tenor murmur, lifting his hands from her waist. "Slowly," he
drawled.
    Clare was their woman now. Nick could see it
in every inch of her demeanor. Alex had loved her intimately ...
and thoroughly. He would stake his life on it and she was outwardly
sensual now. She was still angry with him. It sparked her eyes,
gone ebony with her increasing arousal. God, and he would know when
her body was aroused.
    He and Alex had touched, kissed, and licked every
inch of her to know. But now she was a minx. His minx, and unafraid
to be naked before him. She gave him a purely seductive look,
pouting her lips, red and swollen from his kisses. She paused with
her hands on the edges of the dress, not moving her hands either
way. She was posturing for him with her breasts held high and her
gaze gone sultry. Ah sweet heaven, he was in trouble ... And, about
to love every minute of it.
    "You think I was too drugged to not know I wanted you
both," she purred, rolling her hips once, while