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body next to mine. 
    “You’re warm,” he states as our skin presses together.
    His hand begins to mindlessly run over my wrist, and it sends electricity pulsating up my arm. 
    His touch is warm and strong. My heart is pounding.
    I am lost under his spell. I haven’t been with a man for a long time and he is seducing me with ease.
    I shouldn’t do this.
    I shouldn’t be here.
    His hand moves up my body until the back of his fingers runs over my cheekbones.
    He has me.
    Oh no…
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
    Chapter 6
     
     

 
     
     
     
    My heart flutters…
    Does he know what he is doing?
    Or was it just an accident?
    Of course it was an accident.  He is extremely handsome and very rich.  He could have any girl he ever wanted.  He wouldn’t want me.  He has had too much to drink.
    He doesn’t know what he is doing. 
    Of course he wouldn’t want me.
    Suddenly, Mitchell looms over the top of me. 
    He is leaning over my body, propped up by his arms, and he is staring into my eyes.  His body presses into mine and I don’t know what to do.
    Mitchell stares at me with his beautiful eyes, waiting for my consent for what is about to happen. 
    He smiles like an arrogant bastard when he sees it. 
    “I don’t think this is a good idea,” I try to resist him.
    “No, it’s not a good idea,” he states in his deep seductive voice, “But we’re going to do it anyway.”
    I freeze.
    I don’t know how to react.
    He wants to do this…
    My insides are all knots.
    My heart is pounding.
    Mitchell’s lips connect with mine…
    The world stops spinning. 
    He has me.
    The kiss is full of electricity.  His warm lips gently press against mine and my mind is alive.
    Every part of my body wants him. 
    I know I shouldn’t.  I know this is wrong.  This is against everything that I believe in, but I can’t resist it.
    Mitchell’s kiss is mind-blowing.  I try to pull away but his tender lips follow mine.  His strong hands run over my loose business shirt and down to my hips. 
    I want this to stop. 
    I know this is wrong.
    But the more he kisses me, the more I am filled with desire. 
    And he can sense it. 
    Like a tiger hunting with his prey, he plays with me.
    The air around us is charged.
    His hand pushes my shirt up and I want to push him away.
    “You are so sexy,” he whispers into my ear before sensitively kissing my neck.
    The whisper of his breath on my skin drives me crazy.
    “Stop,” my head finally rules my emotions. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
    He smiles, “And yet, we are.”
    He kisses me again, forcing me to fall backwards onto the couch.
    I can’t resist it anymore.  The passion is sending emotion flooding through every part of my body, driving me crazy.
    He kisses my neck again and unbuttons my loose business shirt, kissing any piece of exposed skin that he sees.
    With my shirt unbuttoned, he cups my breasts, playing with my nipple through my bra.
    That...
    That feels good. 
    It has been so long since I have been with a man that I have forgotten how good it feels.
    He returns to kissing my lips and his hand wanders up my skirt and between my legs.  Even his soft touch is driving me insane!
    I don’t know if I can take this.
    His hand brushes against my underwear and I close my legs together… but his hand is too big and too strong to fight against.
    Our lips connect again.
    The moment is intense. I am on fire. Every part of my skin tingles with passion that I have only ever dreamt about.
    He has me.  He owns me.
    I want to kiss every part of his body.  His strength is filling me with hunger.
    His lips move onto my neck and then onto my shoulder.  He kisses my collarbone and then I feel his hand unclip my bra.  Tossing it aside, he takes a moment.
    Mitchell looks down on my exposed breasts. 
    I sit nervously still while he judges my figure.  These breasts haven’t been exposed to a man for a while. 
    His hands begin to touch my breasts with tenderness.  But that