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felt his hand reach between her legs. His fingers touched the outside of her panties.
    “You’re wet.”
    He slid his fingers between her folds, through the silk. Suddenly he slapped her there. Slow, teasing slaps against her clitoris again.
    “Open your legs wider.”
    Inextricably entwining her needs with his actions, she complied, her mind obeying his command automatically.
    It gave him more room to spank her clitoris, and after each slap he rubbed his fingers on it, rubbing in the wetness and stimulating her beyond reason.
    He brought his fingers up to his lips. “You taste divine.”
    He could smell her scent. “God, woman, you’re so beautiful.”
    His lips touched her neck, kissing it gently, soothingly. “Such a beautiful traitor,” he whispered into her ear.
    He pushed her hair aside, traced the line of her cheekbone, ran his fingers over her lips.
    The slapping had stopped but between her buttocks she could feel him hard now, erect and pressing against her.
    “I’m not a traitor,” she whispered.
    “Then tell me what I need to know.”
“Nothing.”
    He was past working out right or wrong. His mind was not working rationally; he could not stop himself from wanting her, to punish her, to possess her; this woman who belonged to the man who had betrayed him, who treated him with nothing but contempt. A heartbreaking liar. He felt a devastating, crushing need for her.
    Stepping away from her quickly, he let her go.
    She turned her body around to look at him;   the stunning shape of his body, his physique so powerful and strong, his eyes of such scorching heat. A dangerous enemy; violent and deadly, and yet the most exiting man she had ever met.
    “I want you to pay attention to what I have to say.”
    He had moved further away from her but his presence had not lessened from the distance he had put between them.
    “I’ve come to the conclusion that the best solution at present is for you to pay the money back to me.”
    “It’s five million dollars! I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I’m not an heiress. Right now, I don’t even have enough money for a breakfast!”
    His face displayed a casual nonchalance, appearing not to care.
    “That’s ok. There’s another, much more pleasant way for you to repay me.”
    “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Her teeth were gritted as she spat out the words.
    He loved the fierceness with which she faced up to him, the spirit she showed in her defiance; it bore a strength of character he was proud to witness. It only aroused him more.
    He smiled at her as he continued, “I will draw up a Contract so that it is very clear to you. For now we can just call it a verbal agreement. Which in fact, as I’m sure you will know, is equally binding. You will meet my desires, sexually. You will let me do to you whatever I desire. You will satisfy me. Let me make it abundantly clear; You will pay off your debt by providing sexual pleasure to me. Now turn back around.”
    She refused to move.
“Do as I say Tara, or I will simply make you.”
Confused and in shock, she did so, knowing his superior strength, but wary and ready to lash out against him, her mind whirling. Surely he wasn’t being serious?
    As soon as she had turned, he pinned her against the bookshelf with his body. She could feel his cock again, hard between her buttocks as he pushed himself against her. His hand reached around to her neck, stroking the side of it before moving down and reaching her breast, his fingers finding her nipple.
    Something snapped inside her. She tried to push back against him, furious at his manipulation of her yet helpless with his weight on her. 
    He let go of her breast and seized hold of her chin.
    “You’re bloody wild.”
    Holding onto the back of her head with the other hand, he released her chin and reached for his tie, managing to undo it solo handedly and pulling it out from his collar. He grabbed hold of both of her hands and brought them together behind her