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sucked her nipple then released it only to blow on the wet fabric, chilling her with heat. She moaned when he pulled back, then sighed when he attacked her other side.
    Her nipples must be connected by a nerve that shot straight to her clit. Never had she felt such a spark. Her breasts throbbed, aching for more. She whimpered when he slid her further then stopped at her throat. He nipped at one side then pressed his lips tight and grazed his teeth on her flesh.
    Don’t enjoy it , screamed her mind, but her body reveled in sensation.
    When their lips touched, she expected an invasion, but he slid his lips lightly sideways in a gentle caress. She’d never enjoyed kissing, and could never understand why people would do such an icky thing.
    Until his touch.

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    She hungered for him. Knowing she shouldn’t, she opened her mouth and slid her tongue against his teeth. He moaned then invaded her mouth. He flicked his tongue against hers before pulling her back.
    Breathing hard, he let her slide to the floor.
    She clenched her thighs, wishing she had more than air to hold.
    Tonight she’d had better sex than ever in her life and they still had their clothes on. The heat made her want to rip them off and dive into a snow bank.
    Blood surged through her veins like fire. A raging inferno, invisible but overwhelming.
    He ran his hands up to her shoulders then down across her breasts, over her quivering belly and under her skirt. She gasped, unable to breathe when he brushed his knuckles against her thong. His eyes crinkled in a wickedly delicious way, his intentions clear.
    “Stop it! You can’t do that here!”
    He leaned over until he stood nose to nose with her.
    “Candymine, I’ll do whatever I want, wherever I want. Not only will you take it, you’ll whimper for more.”
    His commanding declaration revved her up three notches.
    “I’ll fight back. I swear I’ll bite.”
    “Then I’ll bend you over the table so you can’t reach me. I’ll flip up your skirt, spread your legs and take you from behind.”
    Oh, God, yes! “I’ll reach behind and scratch you!”
    “Not if Bryan’s holding you down. He’ll hold your wrists in one hand and smack your bottom with the other.”
    “Sounds good to me,” said Bryan. He rubbed his hands together as if warming them.
    She whipped her head from one to the other. Bryan grinned like a jackal. Brows low, eyes narrowed, Adam stared at her as if nothing else existed in the world.
    The background thud of music suddenly stopped and a loudspeaker squawked like a fire alarm over the sudden silence.

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    Reece Butler
    “Sorry to interrupt, folks, but it’s time for the auction. Ladies, please claim your baskets.”
    “Now, that’s what I call bad timing,” said Bryan.
    Adam looked down at her. The heat in his eyes matched that in her belly.
    “Mine,” he declared.
    “Ours,” corrected Bryan.

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Chapter 3

    “Basket number seven, sold for ten thousand dollars to Adam and Bryan!”
    The gasp of the crowd barely registered over the roar between Candy’s ears. The reality of what she’d done hit her. She’d now have to serve these men the food she’d made and packed in the wicker basket. But she knew they wanted a lot more than home baking.
    Blood rushed from her head and she swayed. A steady hand caught her elbow.
    “Easy, Candy. No fainting. A few more minutes and we’ll get you out of this crush.”
    The calming words came from Bryan. Unlike Adam, the slightly shorter man’s mellow voice and relaxed chuckle didn’t totally overload her circuits.
    Though he excited her, she felt comfortable with Bryan. He was hot cocoa and mini marshmallows in front of the fire. Adam was the fire, hot and demanding. She shivered, but from anticipation or horror?
    “Breathe, Candy, then smile. That’s it.”
    She choked on the first breath, but the second came easier. By the time they got away from the crowded stage she could walk and smile, though