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wanted anything.
    The pressure inside me is too much, the emptiness even worse . . .  I break our kiss to throw my head back, gasping.
    “No.” He growls under his breath, nipping my jaw. “Give me more.”
    I’m helpless to deny him, every part of my body focused on the feel of him. Our lips meet again, his tongue sliding straight inside. In a daze, I wrap my lips around it, playing with it, sucking, hearing my own small moans . . .
    “ Fuck . Stop.” Elijah sets me away from him abruptly, his body vibrating with barely leashed energy.
    Not again! This time, I at least have the decency not to pout at him, and to keep the whine out of my voice when I ask, “Why?”
    “Because if we don’t, I’m going to have you invite me inside, and then we’re going to finish this right here, tonight.” His eyes glaze over at the thought.
    I’m about to tell him that isn’t such a bad idea—hell, I’m all for it—but he leans back in, lips pressed to my ear.
    “Besides.” His whisper tickles the sensitive shell, sending a shiver down my spine. “Consider this your first lesson.”
    “A lesson?”
    “In arousal.”
    Excuse me, but after tonight, I already have that one down pat.
    “I want you to think about our kisses all weekend.” He drags his teeth lightly along my ear.
    “W-why?”
    “Because then you’ll understand.”
    My eyes roll back in my head at the feel of his warm tongue lapping on my lobe. “Understand what?”
    “Just how crazy you’ve been driving me these last eight months.” He pulls away, leaving me stunned at his confession. “Goodnight Paige. See you Monday.”
    And he’s gone, walking briskly down the block, clearly in a hurry to put some distance between us.
    Leaving me standing here, everything inside me shaken to bits, my reality trapped in a major state of flux.
     

five
    Elijah
     
     
     
    Forget teaching Paige a lesson. Lesson number one that I learned over the weekend? Never try to teach Paige a lesson if it means I’ll be in agony as well.
    I became collateral to my own plan. Fucked myself over with that last kiss. I should have just kept my distance, told her goodnight, and headed on my way.
    But no. I tortured myself with another taste of her tongue, the sexy way she moaned when I circled her tongue lazily with mine.
    The way she moved on my dick, teasing me with a taste.
    God help me, Paige Madson is a natural at sex. A lusty, instinctual, hot woman, with hunger that runs deep into her core.
    And I’m going to be the first man to explore that. To experience it.
    Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Man, all weekend I had to deal with my raging hard-on. I spent every free moment I had jerking it to the thought of her. And the moments I didn’t have free?
    My best friend Sophie isn’t going to let me live it down. Ever. My cock stayed hard every second while we were rock-climbing. And when we were down at the gym the next day, kick-boxing?
    She won every sparring round. Talk about an impediment.
    Needless to say, the nosey pain in the ass is trying to get a name out of me.
    As if that will ever happen.
    My life would be infinitely more simple if I could just go out and fuck the need out of my system. Unfortunately, that goes against my code. I don’t do relationships.
    But I also don’t fuck around with two women at the same time. Not after the way my history has played out. It’s one of the few rules I stick to.
    And it’s much easier to stick to it when the women I sleep with are in and out of my life in the span of one night.
    Which leaves me with a whole lot of self-loving going on, and even more ribbing from my best friend.
    No wonder that, come Monday morning, I get into work forty-two minutes earlier than usual, lit up with the need to see Paige. I won’t wait a day longer, I decide. We’re going to start her “education” today.
    Not that I have a plan, mind you, just the driving urge to get any part of my body on hers.
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