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she stopped gloating as she went up in flames.
    “My turn,” he said with a smile.
    Seeing his wicked grin she burned with need. Oh yeah, it was definitely his turn. She quivered, her toes curling and then he ran one smooth finger down her body mimicking the way she’d touched him. She actually shook when he bent to lap at her nipple then pulled back to blow on it making her shiver with delight at the wickedly cool sensation. Then he sucked her nipple into his mouth drawing on it hard and she thought she’d lose her mind. She screamed arching toward him, on fire. But he wasn’t done with her yet.
    He let that peak go with a kiss and worked his way to her other trembling breast. Even knowing what was coming she couldn’t brace herself for the sexy torment. And then just when she thought she had, he lapped the other nipple while reaching down to stroke her clit. She screamed as he blew on her trembling nipple sending waves of hot and cold through her. Then he suckled on it and she was gone.
    She moaned only feeling not thinking and his finger plunged into her wetness making her thrash on the floor. She cried out when he parted her wide, his hot fingers plunging inside her while his thumb dropped square on her clit and this little finger found her ass. She moaned shuddered arching off the floor, her whole being quivering, loving the naughty feeling.
    “Want me, brat?” he demanded, looking down at her as he drove her to insanity with his talented hands.
    She knew it was a test, a warning, but still she nodded. “You have no idea how much I want you, Jake.”
    And then his eyes glowed for a breathless moment before he slipped between her legs. She whimpered with need when the blunt head of his cock touched her intimately but didn’t take her. Why was he making her wait? Frustrated she arched against him silently begging him.
    “Look at me when I take you, Samantha,” he demanded.
    She locked eyes with his and couldn’t look away. Then he drove into her with one claiming thrust and she cried out at the invasion, her honey walls clinging to him.
    “My god, you’re tight,” he gritted out.
    “I haven’t had time for sex,” she told him. Or the right partner until now . Not that she was going to reveal that. It would make her sound too pathetic. But the fire in his eyes said he’d found a treasure worth keeping as he rocked into her driving her wild. She wrapped her legs around him holding him close as he claimed her. Ripples started inside her milking him as he drove deeper into her, then changed the pace rubbing against her clit. Then suddenly she was crying out, stars in her eyes, toes curling as she came apart in his arms. He joined her with a growl of possession coming high and hard inside her. She drifted to an exhausted sleep secure in the fact he now trusted her.

 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter 3

 
    The next morning Samantha rolled over and let out a yelp as she fell off the sofa. Two things occurred to her at once, she’d somehow gotten tucked back onto the sofa alone. And Jake Ramsey was nowhere in sight. Or had she dreamed it all? Shaking off the throw now wrapped around her like a cocoon, she managed to get to her feet and winced as sensual muscles she hadn’t used before protested.
    Then the cool morning air hit her and she shivered down to her toenails realizing with bemused wonder that she was naked. It had happened, she really did seduce Ramsey, hired him to be her sex instructor. So where was he? Throwing on her nightgown, she stumbled into the kitchen in search of her erotic arts teacher.
    The heady aroma of coffee brewing drew her like a beacon to the kitchen. Jake must have gotten up to make her breakfast ¼ maybe with him as desert. But that didn’t tell her why he hadn’t even had the decency to take her to bed properly. She’d find out as soon as she had a little of his brew. Grabbing a mug off the drainboard , she poured herself a cup and leaned back against the counter as she took