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desire to suck on it.
    “You need to get him out of your system.”
    She didn’t know what made her say, “I suppose you think you’re the one to do it?”
    He closed the breath of space between them and kissed her. Tae’s lips parted of their own accord, and she dipped her head farther back before her mind caught up with what she did. She raised her hands to push him away, but her will snagged on the feel of his warm skin beneath her fingertips.
    “Make no mistake,” he intoned, “if I took you, another man would not enter your mind.”
    “Y-You…” She cleared her throat. “You’re pretty confident. Every man can’t please me sexually.” What the heck was she saying? No way she’d show a man of Jax’s physical perfection her lumpy body with the stretch marks and cottage-cheese thighs. Hell, she’d been terrified of showing Daniel, but when she did, she’d been a size smaller, and he loved her at the time.
    Jax dropped a hand to her shoulder and then moved it down her arm until he reached her hip. When he slid it around to her belly, her pussy clenched. She bit her lip as he massaged a spot above her clit, not even touching it, but so close it drove her insane.
    “I could drop to my knees right now and eat you until you scream.”
    She shivered and shut her eyes. “I should go back to my room.”
    “Is that what you want?”
    “Um.”
    He pinched the button open on her jeans and lowered the zipper. She had a sudden urge to say if they were going to have sex, she needed the light turned off. That would deny her too. She wanted to see him, to take in his sexy body and to see his cock. From the beginning, even when she and Daniel were hot and heavy, she’d noticed how Jax had seemed to be hung. Were women dropping at his feet because he had everything they wanted and knew how to use it? Or did he have the equipment and thought he knew how to please a woman but was more about getting his? She couldn’t help desiring to find out for herself.
    Jax eased a hand inside her jeans, and she didn’t stop him. He flattened his palm against her pussy on the outside of her panties. His fingers pressed to her bud and her slit, but he didn’t go farther than that. He nibbled her earlobe, tugged it between his teeth, and then licked the sensitive spot behind it. She arched against him, her eyes shut.
    “You don’t have to be nervous,” he whispered.
    Her eyes flew open. “I’m not.”
    He drew away and looked into her face. She stared back, and the denial died on her lips. “Is this the charm you use to get what you want?”
    He smiled. “I’ve been with all types of women.”
    Wow, she didn’t care to hear that, but it sobered her. If she wanted this, the decision would be a conscious one, with an awareness that this was about sexual pleasure, forgetting the past, and like Jax said, getting Daniel out of her system.
    Well, here goes nothing.
    Tae pushed Jax back, and he didn’t resist. He pulled his hand out of her pants and stood. Tae did as well, and she crossed her arms to grab both sides of her T-shirt to pull over her head.
    Jax’s moan a low rumble, he stretched a finger toward her bra and hooked the tip between her breasts. A slight tug told her of his eagerness to get a better view. “Take it off.”
    She swallowed. Her breasts weren’t as perky as they’d been before she hit thirty a year ago, but they weren’t bad either. She liked the D cups. They were heavy, and her nipples were nice and big. After dropping the bra to the floor, she waited for his reaction.
    “Damn,” he muttered. She could tell nothing from the one word until he cupped her breasts, weighing them in large palms, his gaze locked onto her nipples. Just having him stare like that sent an arrow of desire between her legs and made the small buds pucker in readiness of his touch. Jax still held her breasts in his hands when he brushed thumbs over the tips. He said no more but stepped closer and lowered his head. She