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for her enjoyment. “Perfect for you, Carol.”
    Her mouth dropped open. “You’re asking me to use this as my studio?” This was insane.
    “We wouldn’t bother you or impose on your private time.” He stood in front of her, his gaze warming. “If you like the arrangement, you might consider using the room from time to time.”
    She backed up a step. “No, that wouldn’t work.” It was too much, too soon. “I’m a rolling stone, never staying anywhere more than a few months.”
    Why didn’t he say anything? He didn’t look upset at her refusal, just shrugged lightly and walked out into the hall. “Think about it.”
    She couldn’t help the tingle of regret she felt. Make it better, Carol. He’s waiting for something clever from you. “Show me your bedroom, Sham.”
    “As you wish.”
    His brief reply could mean a lot of things. He didn’t want to show her his private lair, or she wasn’t his cup of tea. She gave him an out. “Only if you think it’s a good idea.”
    She inhaled, ready to leave when he opened another door and beckoned her to enter. “I’m positive it’s a good idea.”
    His voice could easily hypnotize her, and his scent drove her crazy. He led her to the bed, but didn’t close the door.. She waited for his cue to touch him, shivering with delight as he drew her flimsy dress down off her shoulders.
    Slowly, deliberately, he undressed her, and she stood still while he discarded his robe and lounge pants. What she saw was a perfect man, leanly muscled and the color of polished brass, everything in extraordinary order. Like a mystified child, she traced the ripple of hard muscle over his stomach, circling her finger around his erect nipples.
    Her breath hitched in her throat as her examining gaze went to his erect cock. “My God, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like that.”
    He had at least nine inches of dusky, beautiful cock, full blown and throbbing as hot blood coursed through awesome veins. He tilted his head and murmured in a coaxing tone.
    “You’re curious about me. Are you afraid of me?” He palmed her breast, his gaze moving over her naked body. “What do you want to know?”
    “Everything.”
    His hand closed around the back of her neck, gently pulling her toward him. His lips on hers were firm and warm, moving over hers in silken persuasion until she ignited in a flame of desire. She went a little wild, lifting her leg to his thigh and grinding against his erection. He smelled like nothing she’d ever known, deep heady perfume from some unnamed place permeated his skin and hair. She had to know more, to have more. He lifted her and laid her on the bed, following her down to lie beside her.
    For long, agonizing minutes, he said and did nothing until she groaned with impatience. “Are you just going to make me wait, or am I to beg for it?”
    He took her hand to place it on his cock, shuddering at her touch. “I want to please you, to make you want me over and over.” His hard exhale of breath mingled with the soft chiming of the tiny bells of the wind chime in the open balcony door.
    Carol stroked his shoulders, thinking there must be amazing power under the skin. She moved her hand down to his cock, squeezing the hot, firm pleasure. She knew her eyes glazed with passion when the ridges under the silken flesh made her too curious to keep quiet any longer. The beads around the head of his cock whetted her appetite for the taste of him. “What is that?” She licked her lips and moved her hand up and down his length. “It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever felt. I want it. All of it.”
    He moved to lie between her legs, kissing her thighs with slow, languorous touches until his mouth hovered over her pussy. She spread her legs as far apart as she could, lifting her hips to capture every morsel from his warm mouth. Her body stiffened with total need for him. His tongue on her clit was sweet and branding iron hot. His long fingers held her thighs still