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did.
    Her
breath puffed against his chest and his condition worsened. No matter how much
his body would like to continue the activities of last night, there was no way
he could live with himself if he gave in and had sex with her while his mind
was clear.
    As
if sensing his thoughts, Kerry curled closer into Kevin’s side and trailed her
finely manicured hand down his taut stomach, past his navel, and to his groin
where it rested on his inner thigh for a long moment before tracing the head of
his traitorous erection.
    “Hmmm…”
Kerry purred, grasping him more firmly and pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss
against his shoulder. “I see some things haven’t changed since high school.”
    Kevin
stiffened, but not in a good way. He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten what Kerry
was like. In high school she’d faked a pregnancy to trick his best friend,
Duncan, into marrying her because she’d wanted to get her hands on his friend’s
family fortune. Her plan had worked until Duncan had decided to follow his
dream of becoming a police officer and they’d moved from Toronto to Vancouver
to get away from Duncan’s overbearing grandmother. Being a cop’s wife wasn’t
the life Kerry had planned so she’d spent the next seven years making Duncan
miserable for not taking his place in the family business.
    Kevin
grasped Kerry’s shoulders tightly to prevent her from kissing her way down his
chest. She was lying on top of him now, tracing his left nipple with her
tongue. “Stop,” he groaned. “This is wrong.”
    Kerry
gave him a small bite and then looked up at him, smiling, and flipped a long,
silky strand of her waist-length black hair back over her shoulder. “It
certainly doesn’t feel wrong. And your dick seems to approve,” she said,
reaching down to tweak his erection lightly.
    “Well,
my dick isn’t in charge here,” Kevin said as he attempted to roll her gently to
the side.
    Instead
of complying she wrapped one slim thigh around his hip and laughed. “Are you
sure about that?” She asked, pumping her fist down his straining shaft. When he
gasped, she threw her head back and looked at him with velvety dark eyes,
daring him to deny his attraction to her.
    Her
exotic beauty disarmed him for a moment. Everything in him called him a fool
for denying the opportunity to enjoy what she offered so willingly and
apparently without strings. He thought seriously about ignoring his conscience
completely. After all, he’d already been with her countless times during the
night. What difference would one more indiscretion make? But with Kerry there
were always strings attached—very unpleasant, sticky, web-like strings. If he
gave in now, when his wits were about him, he would eventually regret giving
into his libido.
    “Absolutely
sure,” he said through gritted teeth as he unceremoniously dumped her off his
chest. “He's only an advisor. I make all the final decisions.”
    Kerry
recovered quickly and stretched out across the mattress, admiring herself in
the mirrored headboard for a moment before shifting her attention back to
Kevin. Her eyes narrowed as she watched him climb off the bed and look for his
clothing. She couldn’t believe he was ignoring her like this. No matter. She
knew how to get his attention.
    She
gracefully slithered into a sitting position on the bed and raised her arms
over her head to make her chest jut out provocatively. She smiled when the pose
caused him to stop in his tracks and stare at her. “Maybe you should listen to
your advisor this time,” she said, raising herself up to her knees on the
mattress, she looked blatantly down at his crotch and then back up at him
meaningfully. “At least keep an open mind,” she said with a shrug that caused
her small breasts to jiggle prettily. “Maybe you’ll like what he comes up with.
I know I can think of a few interesting possibilities,” she said, while licking
her cherry-red lips and lifting her hair off her neck in a pretty