Covet

Covet by Karen Erickson

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COVET By KAREN ERICKSON **** ISBN 978-1-60272-065-7 Amber Quill Press, LLC www.amberquill.com

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Also By Karen Erickson Hard To Resist

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CHAPTER 1 She was hot, so hot. Always for him. He had no idea what he did to her, how he made her feel, what thoughts raced through her mind at night. Images of him, his mouth all over her body, his fingers deep in her cunt, making her come over and over. His cock pulsing inside of her hot pussy, fucking her, fucking her so hard her entire body would shatter, fall apart, all for him. Tyrone Holt didn't even know Jenny existed. Why would he? She was just a lowly receptionist at the giant law firm where they both worked. He, on the other hand, was a partner with the firm, worked in a different office entirely. She only caught fleeting glimpses of him when he entered the building in the morning, when he left for lunch, an appointment or for court and then when he returned. She never saw him leave the building at the end of the day. He kept such long hours, he worked well into the evening, every evening. Rumor had it he even worked weekends. Jenny sat at her desk, staring unseeingly at the phone, her thoughts filled with Ty. It was a Friday, the Friday before a holiday weekend and the phones were quiet. The entire office was quiet. Many people had taken the day off, not many clients were scheduled. She watched a trickle of employees leave early throughout the morning and she wished she could sneak out early, too. Not that she had anyone to sneak out with. Or sneak home to. Her cat certainly didn't count, and she didn't have a 5

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boyfriend. No man measured up when compared with Ty Holt. She hadn't been on a date since she moved to the city. Hadn't had sex for longer. Her love life had been in a sad state before she left home, and was even worse now. If she couldn't have the man she wanted, though, then she didn't want to settle for anyone else. She wished she could tell Ty how she felt. The things he made her think, the way he made her feel. Delicious, wonderful, sensual, horny. She'd coveted many things in her life, had been able to attain most of them, but not the thing she coveted most. She wanted Tyrone Holt, naked in her bed. His giant body wrapped around hers, his thick cock sliding into her. Fucking her until she couldn't see straight, filling her until she didn't know where she ended and he began. That's what she wanted more than anything in the world. "Jenny, are you all right?" She snapped out of her Ty-induced haze to find Helen, her supervisor, watching her with concern. Jenny adjusted her headset and smiled. "I'm fine. The phones are awfully quiet. I guess I just zoned out." Helen smiled at her and patted the top of Jenny's desk with a bejeweled hand. Helen not only supervised much of the office staff, but she was also the kept mistress of one of the original partners of the firm. Hence the beautiful jewelry, the designer clothes, the air of authority. Jenny didn't need the glamour or prestige that would most likely come from being with Ty. She just wanted his body. 6

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She wanted to hear his deep, velvety voice whisper sexy nothings in her ear. She wanted to know what it felt like to have his large hands stroke her to ecstasy. What she needed was to get a grip on her fantasies. They clouded her brain, made her dizzy with need. Caused her to be non-functional at work, which wasn't a good thing. "Only a few more hours and then it's a three day weekend." Helen kept on smiling at her and the sight of it unnerved Jenny for some unknown reason. Maybe because it was just so damn phony? "Have any special plans?" "No, just going to relax." How she wished she had special plans. But she'd only lived in the city for nine months, and didn't have any close friends. Her family lived hours away and they occasionally begged her to come back home. She refused to do so. Home was boring, home was a crutch. She needed adventure, craved a change. She wanted to be her own person, separate from her wealthy family. She'd disentangled herself from her overbearing mother, her judgmental sisters, and her drunken father. She even snuck off in the middle of the night and didn't tell a soul she'd left until after the fact. When they couldn't do anything about it. They knew what city she lived in, but they didn't know exactly where. They didn't have her address, didn't even have her home phone number. Just the way she liked it. For now. "Well, if I don't see you before you leave, have a nice weekend." Jenny watched Helen leave, her spindly heels clickityclacking on the tile floor, echoing in the wide hallway. The 7

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woman loved to make a scene. Jenny had once lived that life, had loved to make a scene herself. Just like her sisters and her mother, she wanted people to pay attention to her, to want what she had. Not anymore. Now she preferred to lurk in the shadows, unnoticed, and watch everything unfold around her. She realized when you were quiet, when you listened instead of blabbed your mouth, you learned a lot more. She preferred to keep to herself. It was easier that way. She didn't have to explain to anyone. She only answered to herself. **** With an hour left in the workday, the miracle of all miracles occurred right in front of her. Ty Holt himself stood directly before her wide desk, pausing to speak with a fellow lawyer. "You're actually leaving early today?" The other lawyer, she believed his name was Steve, slapped Ty on the back, making Ty grimace. "I have plans," Ty said, the rumble of his voice making Jenny's panties wet. She allowed herself to examine him—his cocoa-colored skin, his close-cropped black hair, his dark as sin eyes. His six-foot-three frame was broad yet lean, muscular but not overtly. His custom tailored suits fit him like a glove, emphasizing his beautiful body, making her want to see more, all of him. A little sigh escaped from her before she could stop it and she touched her fingers to her lips. Hoping the men didn't notice it. 8

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"Going somewhere this weekend?" Steve asked, sounding rather nosy. "My sister is coming home to visit after a long absence. I'm taking her to her favorite jazz club tonight." "Oh, yeah? I love jazz. What club are you talking about?" Jenny figured Steve had never listened to jazz before in his life and from the look on Ty's face, he thought the same thing. "Simpatico's Jazz Café. I'm sure you've never heard of it, it's small. Been around forever in the downtown district." Ty smiled, looking ready to run, but Steve kept on talking. "My wife loves jazz. I should take her there one night. Maybe we'll even go tonight. Anyone good playing?" She'd never seen someone so ready to bolt in all her life. Ty looked like he wanted to be anywhere but where he stood. He glanced toward Jenny, his brown eyes seeming to plead for a rescue. "Um, Mr. Holt, don't you have an appointment you need to be at?" He smiled in relief, the sight of it making her clench her thighs together. It was so, so hard to covet a man so badly when she couldn't have him. All her life she'd been able to have whatever she wanted, whomever she wanted. The ache inside her, the overwhelming urge to throw herself at this man's feet nearly undid her. She could only smile at him and pretend he didn't matter. "Actually, I do. Thank you for reminding me." He looked like he wanted to say her name, but he probably didn't remember it. She didn't feel like supplying it for him either. 9

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"You're welcome." She resumed her position at the computer and pretended to be working when she'd really Googled the name "Simpatico's Jazz Café." "You heard the lady. I have an appointment to get to. Have a great weekend, Steve." "Who makes an appointment on the Friday afternoon before a holiday weekend?" Steve shook his head, walking away from them, still muttering under his breath. "Thank you," Ty said, lowering his voice, the sound of it warm and intimate, like a lover's. "You saved me." "You're welcome." Jenny's voice came out breathless; she knew it, could hear it. She didn't care, couldn't help herself. It was one thing to admire him from far away, another thing entirely to have him so close she could see every detail of his handsome face, could smell his deliciously masculine scent. "I never leave early. I just now realize it's because I want to avoid conversations like that one." He smiled at her, as if they shared a private joke, and she could only smile back. "He was rather obnoxious, wasn't he?" "Very." He stood there, hands in his pockets, looking very comfortable yet authoritative. Jenny wondered idly if he liked to dominate, if he might enjoy giving a good spanking. Maybe he liked being tied up, or wearing a blindfold. She'd never done any of those things, had never even thought about doing those things with any of the men she'd been with. Funny how she could see herself sprawled naked on a bed adorned with black satin sheets. Her arms and legs spread wide, tied to each corner. A black blindfold covered her eyes and Ty stood over her, watching her. 10

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"Well, have a good weekend," Ty finally said, his firm lips curving into a sensual smile, causing her stomach to turn somersaults. "You, too." Jenny watched him walk away, admiring his long, sure strides. She glanced at her monitor, noted the address to the jazz club and wrote it on a piece of notepaper. Her weekend plans were looking up. She had somewhere to go tonight.

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CHAPTER 2 A strong case of nerves seized Jenny at the front door of Simpatico's, but she chose to ignore it. She smiled at the giant man who guarded the door, menacing in his black Tshirt, black jeans, and black wrap-around sunglasses. He didn't smile, didn't say hello, just asked for ten dollars. She handed it over, and he opened the door for her. "Have a wonderful night," he said when she walked through the door. The place was crowded, smoky. A jazz quartet played on a small stage in the far corner of the room. Tiny round tables were scattered throughout, people crowded around them, laughing and talking. Some listened to the music playing, but most were there to enjoy the social scene. Jenny glanced about the club, hoping she could spot Ty in a room full of so many attractive people. She felt conspicuous, as if she stood out, which she probably did. With her pale blond shoulder length hair and fair skin, she was probably one of the few white people in the place. She was definitely the only single white female in the café. After spending the past nine months hiding away from people, she felt like a spotlight followed her through the room as she walked. It unnerved her. "Baby, are you here alone?" A hand wrapped around her upper arm, yanking her close. The man was short but broad and stank of liquor and cigars. 12

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She pulled herself away from his grip. "I'm meeting someone." His eyes drank her in, from the top of her head to the tips of her red velvet heels. "Lucky someone." "Excuse me." She stalked away from him, disgusted. She wondered if she should've come to this place to look for Ty. She knew nothing about his private life. She'd asked discreetly, listened covertly to the gossip around the office, but no one ever talked about Ty. The only thing her fellow female employees said was that if you took the L out of his last name he would be Tyrone Hot. And then they'd all dissolve into a fit of giggles. Silly, but the truth. He was hot. Women looked at her with disdain as she passed their tables, but Jenny held her head high, her eyes constantly scanning the room. She had to find him, she must find him. The night was not going to end without her at least spotting him just once. That's all she could ask for. Jenny had made her rounds once and she still hadn't found Ty. Too determined to give up, she continued her walk, dipping her head to look in the shadows, desperate for a glimpse of her dream man. "Well, well, where's your someone?" She rolled her eyes. How unfortunate to run into the rude man yet again. At least he didn't grab her this time. "None of your business." "Why don't you sit with me at the bar, have a drink while you wait?" He waved toward the crowded bar, a creepy smile on his too broad face. 13

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She smiled, wanting to be polite, wanting to be anywhere but talking with the pushy man. "Thank you, but no." "What, I'm not good enough for you? You got something against black men, little girl? Because if you do, you're definitely in the wrong place." Jenny stepped back, not expecting his verbal attack. She bumped into a tall, solid form and large hands came out to clasp around her waist to keep her from falling. "I don't want any trouble," she stuttered, her skin tingling beneath the fabric of her slinky red dress where the anonymous man's hands rested. "Leave the lady alone." She closed her eyes, the unmistakable sound of Ty's baritone voice washing over her. It all felt like a dream; him finding her couldn't have happened at a better time. His hands released her as the creepy man slunk off, and she turned around, a smile on her face. "Fancy running into you here," Ty said with a smile. Oh my, he looked even better than he did in his everyday business suit attire. Black button up shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms, and jeans that hugged his muscular thighs ... Jenny shivered at the sight of him. "Thank you for rescuing me," she said. Her nipples pebbled beneath her dress and she wondered if he noticed. "I'm just returning the favor from earlier today." His gaze dropped to her chest and lingered there for a moment before it lifted to look at her face. "Yes, of course." No mistaking it, he noticed her hardened nipples. 14

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"I'm beginning to think you're following me." She cocked a brow at him, feeling brave outside of the office atmosphere. "Maybe I am." His dark eyes narrowed and he took a step closer to her. "I'm flattered." "Isn't your sister with you?" He flicked his head to the left. "She's over there at a table with her boyfriend." "And is anyone else with you?" Ty shook his head slowly, his gaze never leaving her face. "No." She smiled, her entire body relaxing. "Good." "Can I buy you a drink?" "Please." He escorted her to the bar, his hand splayed across her lower back. Her dress dipped low and his fingers pressed against bare flesh, making her tingle. Crackling energy sparked between them as they stood close at the bar, waiting for their drinks. "So you like jazz?" Jenny nodded. "I like all kinds of music." "Have you ever been to a jazz club before?" "Actually I have. But it's been a long time." He was silent for a moment, his dark eyes warming, then flaring with heat. "I hate to say this, but I don't remember your name." "That's all right." She paused, licked her lips to moisten them and noticed he watched every movement of her tongue. "My name's Jennifer, but everyone calls me Jenny." 15

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"Nice to meet you, Jenny." He grasped her hand in his, brought it up to his mouth and pressed a damp kiss to the back of it, his lips lingering. Her knees went weak at the contact, and she gripped his hand tighter, squeezing it. He lowered her hand, but didn't release it. Instead, he pulled her closer to him. "So what's a beautiful woman like you doing in a club like this all alone on a Friday night?" Ty dipped his head to speak to her, his mouth perilously close to her ear. Goose flesh pricked her skin everywhere, and she tilted her head back to look at him. "Looking for you." Her old boldness was coming back. In her previous life, she'd always been outspoken and almost brash, asking for what she wanted. Demanding it sometimes, and almost always getting it in the end. His sensuous mouth quirked; his eyes widened and he dropped her hand. Did she shock him? She hoped she did. "Now that you've found me, what do you plan on doing with me?" She stood on tiptoe, rested her hands on his broad shoulders and whispered in his ear, "Whatever you want me to." His expression changed, became hungry, charged. His jaw tightened and he glanced about the bar for a moment. "What if I told you that what I want from you might be more than you're willing to give?" "I say try me first and see what I say." Their drinks appeared then and while Ty paid the bartender, Jenny busied herself with collecting her drink, 16

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sipping from the cold glass. The vodka slithered down her throat with ease, the heat of the liquor warming her belly. She gulped the drink down fast, hoping for some liquid courage, dying to know what Ty referred to. "I guess you were thirsty." She smiled at him when he turned to face her, hearing the amusement in his voice, and she set her glass on the bar next to her. He reached out, pushed a stray tendril of blond hair away from her face, and tucked it behind her ear. She inhaled sharply at his touch. "Let's get out of here." No preamble, no trying to get to know her. Just a simple "let's get out of here." She knew where that would lead. "What about your sister?" He tipped back his head, drained the drink in one long swallow, then set the glass on the counter. "She's with her boyfriend; she'll be all right." "Where are you taking me?" "Where do you want to go?" "Wherever I can get my hands on you quickest." Ty smiled. "You don't mince words, do you?" Jenny shook her head, smiling back at him. "I find it a waste of time." "I like that." "I'm glad." They stood there, smiling at each other like idiots until someone bumped into Ty, knocking them both out of their spell. 17

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"I don't date," he said out of nowhere, as if wanting to make a point. "I don't date either." And she didn't. Not anymore. As she'd told him, she didn't like wasting her time. "I don't do relationships, either." She rolled her eyes. "Naturally." "Do you understand where I'm coming from?" Yes, she certainly did. He wanted to fuck her and that was it. Well, perfect. She wanted to fuck him, too. They were made for each other. At least for tonight. "I do," she finally answered. Ty took her hand and led her through the crowd, weaving through the clusters of people with sure strides, purposeful movements. She admired his backside as she followed behind him, the shift of his buttocks beneath his jeans as he walked. Her mouth watered at the sight of him, her heart beating double time. She wondered if part of the allure was the fact her parents would flip if she ever brought Ty home. Not that it would ever happen, but it was fun to fantasize. It wouldn't matter that he was a lawyer. It wouldn't matter that he was successful and smart and treated their daughter like gold. He was of a different color, and that would render them speechless. The cool late spring night air hit her heated face as they walked outside. She tipped her head up, reveling in it. Taking a cleansing breath, she closed her eyes for a moment, taking it all in. She'd found Tyrone Holt in a crowd, alluded that she wanted him, and now she had him. It had been as easy as that. 18

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She couldn't believe her luck. "Are you okay?" Jenny opened her eyes and smiled at him, nodding. "I'm more than okay." "Has anyone ever told you before how sexy you are?" She stood still, absorbing his words. "Yes, actually I have been told that." This time he laughed, a full bodied sound that curled around her like an embrace, making her want more. So much more. "You're not very modest, either, are you?" "No, I'm not." He licked his lips, looking as if he were about to dive into a scrumptious meal. Her. "Ever made out in an alleyway before?" "No, I can't say that I have." "Well, come on, then."

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CHAPTER 3 Tyrone had noticed the blonde at the firm before. She was hard not to miss, with her delicate feminine features, creamy porcelain skin, white-blond hair, big blue eyes and pouty lips. He'd never been one to limit his possibilities. He liked all types of women. Tall, short, curvy, thin, it didn't really matter. If he felt a sexual pull toward them, he acted on it. Had his fill of them. Then left them purring with satisfaction. He was aware of his sexual prowess, prided himself on it. He didn't need relationships, he didn't need exclusivity. He didn't have time for them anyway, what with his job taking up all of his time. No, he preferred a quick fuck, or sometimes even a slow fuck. His absolute favorite was a slow and kinky fuck, but those didn't happen too often. Ty had a feeling the sweet little blonde walking with him into an alley could give him one of the kinkiest fucks of his life. She had spunk, she had attitude, and she was funny. Blunt but not in an abrasive way. Jenny was also beautiful, her expression naughty, her words daring. A challenge, and he always liked a good challenge. Especially a sexual one... "You really know how to treat a girl." "Excuse me?" He'd been so caught up in thoughts of spreading her pale legs and admiring her glistening pink pussy that he didn't even hear what she said. "I said you really know how to treat a girl." Jenny stopped, leaned against the brick wall of Simpatico's. The throb of the 20

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music could be heard outside, even through the thick walls, and it turned Ty on. All of it turned Ty on. The tempting woman who stood before him in her red silky dress looked like sex personified. The things she said, the way she watched him, like she wanted to eat him up. "You're the one who agreed to come to the alley with me." "Yes, I did. You're the one who promised you'd make out with me in this alley." He inclined his head toward her. "You're right." She sighed, pressed her hands against the wall, the position thrusting her chest toward him. Her hard nipples poked through the thin fabric of her dress, and he couldn't wait to suck them into his mouth. "So what are you waiting for?" "Good question." He gathered her into his arms and pressed her against the wall, his mouth taking hers in a soul-searing kiss. She surrendered to him immediately, her mouth opening wide, their tongues meeting. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and soft sounds came from the back of her throat. He ran his hands down her sides, over her hips, then back up, skimming across her stomach, grazing her breasts. She gasped into his mouth. "Touch my nipples," she murmured and he did, pleased to find she wore no bra. He pulled and tugged, lightly twisting her nipples as he continued kissing her. His tongue plundered her mouth, searching hers, branding her and she cried out. 21

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"You like that?" He moved against her, pushing one thigh between her legs and she rubbed against him. He swore he could feel her hot wet center against his leg and he immediately went hard. "Yes." Her hands smoothed over his head, his hair, and she clasped his cheeks, kissing him. She nibbled on his lips, licked him, sucked his tongue into her mouth and he moaned. He couldn't believe he was kissing this woman in a fucking alley next to a busy club when he could've taken her back to his place and had her in his bed in minutes. Though he never brought any of his women back to his house, to his bed. He always went to theirs. But there was something illicit about kissing and groping in public. If he could get away with it, he probably would fuck her right there. Slip his cock into her tight sheath and pump inside her until they both screamed with release. Oh, yeah, he fucking would if he could. "Suck my nipples," she whispered, tugging down his head. He did so, just as he'd imagined, drawing the turgid points into his mouth, dress and all. He sucked and nipped, licked and laved, and she writhed beneath him, her breath coming in short spurts. Mewling sounds escaped from her, and she arched into his mouth. "Pull down my dress. I want to feel your mouth on my skin." Ty didn't even hesitate, and yanked the front of her dress down to her ribcage, revealing her rounded breasts. Rosy nipples beckoned him, begged for his mouth, and he obliged with pleasure. He cupped her lush flesh in his hands, brought 22

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her breasts together so they plumped prettily for him, and sucked first one, then the other nipple into his mouth. Back and forth, back and forth he went. He suckled her until she cried out, her voice echoing in the still quiet of the alley. Someone could hear them, would know what they were doing, maybe even come upon them. Cops patrolled the area all the time and they would get in trouble for sure. Ty knew it, but he didn't care. All he could think about was this woman in his arms, her sweet tasting nipples in his mouth, her lower body thrusting toward his. She was horny, she was needy, and so was he. He wanted to get off, needed to get off if he expected to see straight and be able to drive home without wrecking his car. Her hands skimmed down, delicate fingers curling around his denim-covered cock. He lifted his head to look at her, thrusting against her nice and slow. "Like what you found?" "Is that all you?" "Oh, yeah, all nine inches of me." Ty didn't mean to brag, but no one ever protested his size. Her brows rose. "Nine inches? Impressive." "What would really be impressive is to see my nine inches disappear inside your pretty mouth." She smirked. "Is that your polite way of asking for a blow job?" He glanced about the alley, watching a couple walk by on the sidewalk. "Not here, not like this. Want to come home with me?" 23

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Shit, he never invited anyone home. His words surprised him into silence for a moment. "No, I don't think so. Let's do it here," she said, her voice husky, full of desire. And promise. He was taken aback by her refusal. Turned on even more by her alternative suggestion. His cock throbbed behind his fly, aching for quick release, and he couldn't stand it anymore. Aw, fuck it. He reached into his back pocket, pulled out his wallet, and found the condom he kept tucked inside. "I want to be inside you." "Oh, yes." She lifted her skirt, rubbed her soaked pantyclad pussy along his leg. "Fuck me, Ty." Shee-it, she was a woman after his own heart. He liked dirty talk, loved dirty talk. He loved dirty everything. Anal sex, light BDSM, all the good stuff no one talked about, he dug. In a huge way. He wondered if this sassy little spitfire liked to get spanked. Maybe she even liked having a giant cock slide into her tight asshole. He wished he could find out. Ty pulled his cock out from his underwear and sheathed himself, trying to be inconspicuous, watched in fascination as Jenny lifted her dress to slip out of her panties and kick them off to the ground. Her fingers dipped into her pussy, rubbing back and forth. He grabbed her wrist, stilling her movements. Nothing inconspicuous about her. "Let me taste," he said with a growl. He released his hold on her, and she withdrew her fingers, waved them in his face. He could smell her sweet musky scent, saw her cream glistening on her fingertips, and he 24

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opened his mouth. She slipped her fingers inside and he sucked hard. She tasted tangy sweet, unique and of pure sex. A taste he could crave again and again. She moaned, watching him lick her fingers dry, and ground her pelvis against his. "Fuck me now, Ty. Please." He wrapped his hands around her waist and hauled her to him, her legs automatically going around him. Without preamble, he plunged inside, her slick heat enveloping him, making him groan at the sensation of her surrounding him. She gyrated against him, her hips undulating, causing him to go even deeper, and he held himself there. Deep inside. "Oh, my God," she whispered, tipping her head back. Ty bent forward, pressed his lips against the wildly erratic pulse beating at the base of her throat. She murmured something, he couldn't make out what, and he withdrew from her, almost pulling out, then thrust again, deeper. "Your nine inches feels fucking unbelievable." He moved slow, in and out, could hear the slick suction of her juicy pussy, and he nearly came at the sound of it. "Your pussy's so tight I want to fuckin' come right now." "Hmm, wait." Jenny wrapped herself tight around him and he pressed her against the wall, his movements becoming faster. She rode him hard, matched his rhythm, and he closed his eyes, absorbing it all. They fucked in time to the music coming from inside the club, its throb pulsating against the wall. The sound of sweat-covered skin slapping against each other as they moved. The smell of sex that lingered all 25

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around them, her wet pussy making the most delicious sound he'd ever heard. Jenny gasped with each thrust, moaned every time he withdrew and then she stilled. Her face tight, her body tense, she cried out his name and shuddered all around him. Her feminine walls contracted around his cock as her orgasm overtook her and she rode him even harder. Her eyes opened wide and she licked her lush mouth with the tip of her pink tongue. "Make me come again. Faster, Ty." He heeded to her demands, thrusting inside of her like a piston, his dick feeling like it was going to explode. He ground against her, heard her cry out, felt her shudder again and he burst. His belly tightened and with a shout he came, pushed into her once, twice, then stilled. "Holy shit," she breathed against his face, sounding as amazed as he felt. Ty lifted his head, stared into her dazed blue eyes. Her makeup was smeared, her blond hair a wild mess around her head, and he'd never seen a woman sexier. His cock twitched and he realized he wanted to fuck her again. He'd fuck her all night if she let him. "Well, that was certainly worth it." He withdrew from her, puzzled by her comment. "What do you mean, worth it?" She straightened the skirt of her dress, smoothed her hair away from her face. "What just happened was well worth my visit to Simpatico tonight. That was an amazing fuck." 26

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"Yeah, it was." He took off the used condom and tossed it into an empty garbage bin close by. He appreciated the fact that she called it what it was—a fuck. Nothing more, nothing less. So many women wanted more from him. Wanted it all from him. He wasn't willing to give anything but his body, his cock. Certainly not his heart. Jenny bent to pick up a tiny purse he'd never even noticed she had, and applied a quick swipe of lipstick to her bee stung lips. Swollen lips made that way by his kisses. He suddenly wanted to kiss her again. Didn't look like she was in the mood, though. No, she looked like she was ready to boogie her ass right on out of there. She stood up straight, looking like an angel made for sin in her red dress and her pale blond hair. "Well, thanks for the fuck, Ty." That was it? Thanks for the fuck? He'd never felt cheap before in his life, had always been the one to leave first. Now he knew what the ladies from his past felt like when he jammed. "Can I see you again?" He couldn't help the hopeful tone that crept into his voice. She shrugged, a little smile curving her lips. "If you want to." "Can I get your number?" Jenny patted him against the cheek, then leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to his lips. "You can find me at work, Ty. I'll see you on Tuesday." 27

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And then she was gone, leaving him in the alley all by himself with his dick still hanging out of his pants. What the fuck was that?

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CHAPTER 4 Jenny had just suffered through the longest weekend of her life, but she told herself it was worth it. It was worthwhile for her to pretend she didn't really care about Ty Holt. That she used him just as he had used her for a fantastic fuck and nothing else. The truth was her body craved his. She'd gone over what happened in the alley in her mind multiple times. The way he touched her, kissed her. The way he sucked her nipples and licked her pussy juice from her fingers. Oh, God. She'd been so hot for him, had masturbated to her memories way too many times. When his cock had pushed into her, when he filled her, she'd never felt anything better. She'd never felt more complete. Ridiculous to feel this way over a man she barely knew. Silly to waste her time with emotions over a sexy man who could have any woman he wanted. A man who didn't date, didn't do relationships. Really, neither did she. So why did she want to explore that possibility with Ty? Why could she imagine herself with him, spending time with him, talking, laughing, going out to dinner. Fucking all night long... It was a case of wanting what she couldn't have. That's what she'd told herself all weekend, that's what she reaffirmed when she walked into work on Tuesday morning. Everyone was refreshed and relaxed, happy after a three day weekend. The phones rang off the hook the entire 29

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morning. It was so busy Jenny even had to ask for backup. She preferred it that way, though. It kept her mind too busy to reminisce over Friday night. It also kept her from looking around the building for a quick glimpse of Ty. Just before lunch, the phones had finally settled down. She took a call without even paying attention where it came from. "Is this Jennifer?" His silky smooth voice made her stomach tighten, her pussy clench with need. "Please. Call me Jenny." "Well, Jenny, what are you doing for lunch?" "I brought mine, thank you." No, she did not want to go to lunch with Ty. No, no, no. Yes, yes, yes. "Let me take you somewhere." "Thank you, but no. I appreciate the offer." She'd been about to hang up the phone when his deep voice stopped her. "You said I could see you again if I wanted to." Jenny paused. "Yes ... I did." "Well, I want to." His voice had deepened to a husky whisper, the sound of it directly in her ear, cascading down her spine in a stream of shivers. "I'm hungry, Jenny." "I'll share my sandwich with you." Ty chuckled and she smiled. "I don't want your sandwich. I want to touch your sweet little body again." She went still, longing coursing through her. She glanced around, making sure no one was near before she spoke. "Are you looking for that blow job you asked for a few nights ago?" The tiniest masculine groan came across the line. "Baby, you can suck my dick anytime, any place." 30

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"I'm not doing anything like that here." No way did she want to get caught on her knees in front of Tyrone Holt. The gossip would spread like wildfire, and she refused to be the butt of anyone's joke. He paused, silent for a moment, and she swore she could hear his heavy breathing across the phone line. The sound of it so sexy, such a turn on she had the sudden desperate need to reach her hand under her skirt and rub herself into a frenzy. "There's a hotel down the street." "When do you want to meet?" "Give me fifteen minutes. I'll be waiting for you at the entrance." Jenny disconnected the call and pushed back into her chair with a sigh. This wasn't a part of her plan. Yes, she wanted him. Yes, she wanted to get him fully naked and have her way with him. But not like this. Not rushed in a hotel room on their lunch hour. No, it just wouldn't do. Yet she was going to do it anyway. **** Ty escorted her to the hotel room, his hand at her back the entire time. The ride up in the elevator had been crackling with sexual tension, the look in his eyes when he watched her almost feral. Her entire body trembled as if he touched her, her nipples painfully hard, her panties embarrassingly wet. She wanted him so badly she knew he must sense it, could practically feel it vibrate off her body. He opened the door and allowed her to walk in first. The door closed behind them with a soft click. At least he'd chosen 31

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a classy hotel, she thought, glancing around the room. Better than a crude roadside motel that offered hourly rates. Did such a thing even exist? "Hmm, you smell good." His arms wrapped around her from behind and he pulled her close. He nuzzled her neck and she leaned back against him, closing her eyes. She rubbed her buttocks against his groin, could feel his already large erection press against her, and she bit back the moan that threatened to escape. "I wish you had the rest of the afternoon off," Ty continued, pressing nibbling kisses to her throat. "I need that long to thoroughly explore every secret inch of you." Jenny placed her arms and hands over his, holding him there. Should she tell him? She may as well. "Actually, I told my supervisor I had a doctor's appointment and she gave me the rest of the day off. I never ask for time off so it wasn't a problem." "I cancelled the rest of my appointments for the day. I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate on my clients if I just dipped my cock in your hot pussy." The man certainly liked to talk dirty. Fine with her, she liked it, too. "I was too afraid I'd leave a wet spot on my chair after spending my lunch with you." He smiled against her throat, ground his pelvis against her ass. "I bet you're wet right now." "Why don't you check and see?" His hand slid down her belly, then lower, pulling at the side of her skirt so it lifted. Sneaking under her skirt, he rubbed 32

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against her crotch, pushing her panties against her pussy. The friction of it made her gasp with pleasure. "I haven't even dipped in there yet and I can already feel how wet you are. And hot." He started kissing her neck again, then moved up to her ear. His hand slipped beneath her panties, tracing her slit, and she spread her legs wider to accommodate him. "Ah, fuck," he murmured when his fingers slid home, teasing between her slick folds. She rubbed against him, shameless in her desire to get off and he seemed to realize it. His finger circled around her clit, played with the little piece of sensitive flesh, and she came all around him. Shuddering and gasping, leaning against him, she cried out with the power of her orgasm. "Jesus, you're so responsive." His fingers still played in her folds, slower now, and she ground against his hand, wanting more. "Let's get naked," she said, dying to see him undressed. Ty released her without a word and went to work on his belt buckle. She heard it come undone, heard the sharp snap of the leather as he pulled it out of the belt loops of his pants. Deciding to keep the anticipation high, she didn't even turn around, wanted to savor it. She started unbuttoning her shirt, shrugged out of it, and threw it on the floor. His shirt landed on top of hers and soon there was a small mountain of clothes between them. Ty reached out, stroked his hands along the curve of her naked buttocks. "You have a fine ass, woman." She inhaled sharply at his touch. "So I've been told." 33

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He smacked one butt cheek, hard enough to sting, and she gasped. "Yet again proving how immodest you are. Keep saying things like that and you'll get spanked again." "Promises, promises," Jenny murmured, incredibly turned on. She wished he would've smacked her harder. He rubbed her ass, spread the fleshy globes apart, and she could feel his stare on her crack, on her hole. "Ever been fucked back here, baby?" "No, never." She'd always secretly wanted to, though. All of the rich boys she'd taken to bed in the past had never been that creative. Missionary seemed to be all they knew. Or begging for a good blow job. How boring. "Ever want to get fucked back here? I bet it would feel real good." "I'm sure anything you do to me would feel real good." Ty turned her around by the shoulders and she finally looked her fill. His cocoa-colored skin gleamed in the soft light, smooth and dark like the finest chocolate. He had a broad chest and shoulders, nothing but smooth muscles and a washboard stomach. His fully erect cock curved upward, a trim bush of black curling hair surrounding it. Thick thighs, long legs ... he was pure masculine perfection. "You're gorgeous," he said, his voice husky. She blinked. She'd forgotten that he was looking at her as much as she checked him out. "You're not so bad yourself." He slipped his hand around his cock, stroked himself with that secret skill all men had. It was their personal equipment so of course they knew how to treat it. Just watching him 34

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touch himself made her even wetter, and she licked her lips in anticipation. "I did this all weekend thinking of you." "What? Touch yourself?" Ty nodded. "Again and again and again. With my eyes closed and you always on my mind. Your tight pussy has been haunting my dreams, baby. I can't wait to taste it." "I want to taste you first." Oh, yes, she did. She wanted his magnificent cock deep in her mouth. Wanted to lick him to ecstasy and make him come. More than anything, she yearned to have the power to bring this man to his knees. "I'm all yours." He held his arms out wide, as if offering himself. Jenny sauntered over to the bed, putting some extra jiggle in her step just for him, and sat down on the edge of it, legs spread. Pussy wide open for him to see, she smoothed her hands on the inside of her thighs, fingertips coming awfully close to her hot pink folds. His dark brown eyes glazed over with lust, and he licked his full lips as if he could already taste her. She couldn't wait for this man to taste her. "Come over here, Ty." He did so, his movements sleek, his muscles bunching and flexing as he walked, reminding her of a panther. He stopped just before her, his cock hovering above her face, and she reached out. Curled her fingers around its thick girth and stroked once. "Ah, yessss." He drew the last word out with a hiss, throwing his head back. 35

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Jenny smiled up at him and gripped his cock by the base, lapping at the engorged head with her tongue. Little flickering licks just to drive him wild, she traced the slit there, gathering the pre-cum with her tongue and swallowing his salty essence. He gazed down at her, his eyes almost black, his expression tight, like he could barely control himself. "Suck it, Jenny." She liked it when he said her name. It made everything seem much more intimate versus using the general "baby" or whatever endearment he wanted to call her. Bidding his request, she wrapped her lips around his cock and took him inside her mouth slowly, then drew him back out. His hands came around to cup the sides of her head, fingers curling into her hair. Ty guided her movements, sliding her mouth up and down his cock. She took him as far as she could, until he bumped the back of her throat. "Fuck yeah, baby, that's fucking amazing," he said with a guttural groan, watching her the entire time. Jenny sucked and licked, swirled her tongue around him. She cupped his balls, and when he thrust forward, she shifted her attention to them. She took them into her mouth, sucking and nibbling until he cried out and pulled away from her. "Just my dick, baby. Suck it hard." She did so, bobbing on him as he thrust inside her mouth, much like he had moved inside her body. He was fucking her mouth, fucking her with a ferociousness she hadn't experienced before, but she didn't mind. She'd never been one to swallow, but she wanted to now. 36

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"Oh, yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming." He said it almost like a warning. Maybe he didn't think she swallowed either, but she didn't stop, didn't move away, and then he spurted into her mouth. Her eyes locked with his as she drank from his cock, moaning around him when his salty, slightly bitter semen slid down her throat. They connected at that moment, her heart hammering in her chest as he watched her suck him clean. He cupped her cheek with his big hand, his lips parting, the look on his face suddenly tender. Jenny withdrew from him, moved away from him and his tender expression. She didn't want tenderness, she didn't want emotions. They were too messy. She wanted to get fucked. That's it. "So was it worth the wait?" She crawled up the bed and propped herself on the pillows. Naked and watching him as he stood at the foot of the bed. He nodded, climbing onto the mattress on all fours and crawling up over her body. Reminding her of a panther yet again, stalking his prey, ready to attack. His body shone with a faint layer of sweat and the room already felt heavy with the scent of sex. She inhaled, closed her eyes, knew that this memory would forever be etched in her mind—the Tuesday afternoon she went with Tyrone Holt to a hotel and they fucked each other's brains out.

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CHAPTER 5 The woman had practically sucked his dick clean off his body. His orgasm induced by her mouth had transcended him to another level entirely, shaken him to his very core. Drained him physically as well as causing unfamiliar emotions to swell inside of him. Ty didn't think like this, feel like this. He'd never been "transcended" by a good blow job. But holy shit. This woman was different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, could only say that he found her addictive. Everything about her was addictive. Her smile, her voice, her body, her attitude. All of it, he wanted more of her. He gazed down at her, saw the tiny smile that curved her lush lips, the light that flared in her blue eyes. Her hair spread out on the pillow, its fine mass like a golden aura surrounding her... Fuck. He was getting all poetic and shit. This was so not like him. "It's your turn," she murmured, knocking him from his disturbing waxing poetic state. "My turn for what?" Ty dipped his head down, brushed a kiss to her tempting mouth. "Your turn to taste me," she whispered against his lips, then nipped at him, causing him to rear back with a yelp. She liked it a little rough. She seemed to like it every way he liked it, too. This he could definitely appreciate. 38

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"You want me to eat your pussy?" He kissed her again, licked her lips with his tongue, then sank his teeth into her bottom lip, just enough to pinch. She squealed and tried to push him off, but he didn't move. "Ouch! That hurt." He cupped her face with his hands, forced her to look at him. "I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you beg me to eat your pussy." Jenny's eyes darkened, her expression grew somber. Her little pink tongue snuck out, dabbed at her lips and he bit back the moan that bubbled up in his throat at the sight of it. "I want you to eat my pussy, Ty." She swallowed, he watched the delicate movement at her throat and realized how vulnerable she looked. "Say please." She nodded, her hair rustling against the pillow. "Please, Ty. I'm begging you." Ty didn't say a word, just began blazing a trail with his mouth down her delectable body. He rained kisses on her collarbone, her breasts, taking his time there. Sucking her nipples into his mouth, then blowing on them, watching her rosy areolas puff from the breeze. She writhed beneath him, not speaking either, and the air felt charged, static. The only sounds in the room were the shifting of bodies against the sheets, their breathing, the little gasps Jenny made when he hit a particularly sensitive spot. All of it overwhelmed him, made his cock even harder, made him even more intent on giving her such pleasure she would nearly collapse from it. 39

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He spread her legs with his hands, smoothed them down the insides of her thighs. Staring at her glistening pink pussy, the sight of it made him ache with wanting her. He lay flat on his belly, adjusted himself between her legs and lapped at her just once. Then waited to see what she would do. Her entire body tensed, and she thrust her hips up in a subtle motion, asking for more without saying a word. Her aroused scent filled his nostrils, making his mouth water, and still he didn't do a thing. Just watched her. "Ty," she whispered, opening her startled blue eyes. "What are you waiting for?" "Beg, Jenny." "Please." The stark look in her eyes said it all, how much she wanted him. How much she needed him to please her. He bent down, breathed in her scent, nuzzled his face against her cunt. He lapped at her clit, circled it with his tongue, then noisily sucked it between his lips. "Oh, yes," she said on a moan, arching into his mouth. "More, Ty. Please." He nudged her legs open even wider with his shoulders and licked from her clit to the crack of her ass. His tongue swirled around her puckered hole, teased her rear entry, and she cried out. The sound of it made his skin sizzle, made him want to hear it again, so he kept licking her there. Poking at her hole with his tongue, stabbing at it like he imagined he would thrust his cock there later. "Tell me what you want," he said against her muff, his tongue licking at her. 40

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"Please, I want your fingers inside of me," she said softly, sounding afraid to even ask for it. He did as she requested, pushing first one, then two fingers deep inside her heated sheath, her inner walls suctioning around him. She was so tight, so fucking hot, and he had the urge to thrust his dick balls deep inside her. With an almost desperate need, he wanted to pump away in her tight cunt until he drained his cock inside her. Not yet. Pleasure her first. It's her turn. Thrusting his fingers inside her pussy, he sucked her clit into his mouth again, playing with the hard little nub of flesh. He rubbed it between his lips, lapped at it with his tongue, circling around and around it. She thrashed beneath him, incoherent words coming from her lips as if she were in a trance. A sex induced trance, he thought as he watched her, mesmerized. He liked to watch women come, liked to watch them reach for it, work for it. Some of them tried too hard, in his opinion, and thus never achieved it. A few women he'd been with were totally comfortable with their bodies and came with ease. Jenny seemed to be a combination of both. She had to work for it, but once she reached it, oooh boy. And the scene she made while she worked for it. Her pale skin had taken on a rosy flush, her nipples turning a deep pink and so engorged they looked almost painful. Her pussy was slippery with her cream and her thigh muscles were tense. The expression on her face was one of pure ecstasy. Her eyes closed, her mouth 41

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pursed, her head tipped back. He'd never seen a more beautiful sight. "Come, baby," Ty urged, his fingers moving faster. "Tell me how you like it so I can make you come." "Suck it," she whispered, thrashing her head from side to side, her hips moving in a natural rhythm against his face. "Suck my clit." He did, making sure not to suck too hard, curving his fingers inside her so he could find her secret sweet spot. He knew the minute he hit it, for she came undone. Her entire body trembled, her inner walls contracting around his fingers, a gush of wetness against his mouth. She came and came, moaning his name over and over again and, holy shit, he had to get inside her right now. Ty didn't know how he did it, but he had the condom on and had slipped inside her before her orgasm was even finished. Jenny opened her eyes, looking surprised that he was buried so deep inside her. Her eyebrows lifted as if in question. "I wanna feel you come. This time when I'm inside you." She smiled, a smile he definitely wanted to see again, then they got down to business. He thrust slow and deep and she moved beneath him languidly, wrapping her long legs around his torso with a delicious, agonizing sigh. His cock slipped even deeper with the movement, their eyes met and he felt connected to her. All that corny crap he'd heard in the past about two people having sex and becoming as one—he'd never believed that shit. 42

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He believed it right then. Their eyes didn't leave each other's as they continued to shift and thrust, push and pull. She ran her hands down his sweat slicked chest, lifted her head up and pressed a kiss to the center, and his heart cracked open. Just like that he wanted to let her in, tell her all of his secrets, make her his. Fucking ridiculous. He shook it off. He didn't even really know this woman. Deciding to focus on his impending orgasm, throwing the too serious thoughts out of his head, he moved faster. She held on tight, letting him fuck her like a madman, and he came with a shout, his entire body consumed with it. His orgasm made his heart beat triple time, his arms almost giving out from the sheer force of it all. Ridding himself of the condom, he lay down on the bed and hauled her close to him. She rested her head on his chest, wisps of pale blond hair in his face, and he brushed it away. His heart slowly calmed, his body began to cool, and her fingers glided over his arms and torso. Making him relaxed, making him hard, making him want her again. "I can't believe you made me beg." He popped one eye open and smiled at her, hugging her close. "You liked it." She shrugged, a little smirk on her face. "Maybe." "If you don't watch out, I'll make you beg for a spanking. How does that sound?" Jenny propped herself up on his chest. "Wonderful." His hand slid down and smacked her ass, the sound of flesh hitting flesh reverberating in the room. She jumped, a 43

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surprised look on her face, an aroused glow in her eyes. "Smart ass remarks are punishable, you know this." "I wish you'd spank me so hard my butt would be rosy red." "You'd like that huh?" Jesus, the woman was fucking unbelievable. She really wanted to be spanked? He liked the thought of smacking her lush ass while tonguing her tasty asshole. His cock surged upward just at the thought. She nibbled on her lip, nodded. "I've never considered my ass much of an erogenous zone." Ty cocked a brow. "Really? There's nothing more I love than playing with a woman's fine ass." And of all the women he'd been with, she definitely had the finest. "I noticed." He shook his head, amused at the dry tone in her voice. "Don't tell me you didn't like it 'cos I know you loved it when I licked your asshole, baby." "I did." No game playing from this woman. If she liked it, she said so. He appreciated her more and more. "I could do more if you want." He threw it out there, wanted to see what she said. "If we had the time, Ty, I'd want to do it all with you. And then some." A woman after his own heart...

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CHAPTER 6 Jenny had spent the entire night with Ty at the hotel, but she hadn't meant to. She'd wanted to leave sometime before midnight, wanting him to realize she truly wasn't a hangeron, but that didn't work out. No, when he began massaging her butt cheeks and teasing her hole with his tongue, well, she became a little distracted. And when he worked long and hard to get his long and hard cock snuggled deep inside her tight ass, well, she became overwhelmed by all of it. Hours and hours of sex wore a woman out. When she woke up, it had been almost six in the morning. The two of them had been wrapped around each other, legs tangled together, and she'd had to gently extract herself from him, hoping beyond hope she wouldn't wake him up. He'd slept like the dead, and she snuck out of the hotel room, though she had left him a message on the mirror in the bathroom. She'd written it in her favorite mauve pink lipstick— Thanks for the fantastic fuck. XOXO J. A little harsh, but damn it she wanted to prove a point. She wasn't a simpering woman chasing a handsome successful man just to land him. She could treat this like what it was, a simple yet hot affair. That's all she wanted. It was all she needed. 45

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She'd called in sick that day, deciding it best to stay home and rest. Also easier to avoid facing Ty and having to explain why she'd left. She didn't want to tell the truth. That she was too afraid of her feelings for him, of how she would act around him. That she let him get too close, too fast. She'd revealed secrets to him she'd never told anyone, and he didn't laugh or tell her she was a freak. No, more like he thought she was perfect, just what he wanted. Maybe they were made for each other. Just as sex partners, she reassured herself, lazily changing the channel. Daytime TV sucked. Judge shows, soap operas, the occasional talk show. All of it boring, all of it making her yawn. Yet if she turned off the TV and tried to fall asleep, then she thought only of Ty. What was he doing, what had he worn today? She imagined stripping him of his beautifully made suits, seeing his dark cock coming toward her. How velvety hot it had felt in her hands, how deliciously hard it had felt deep inside her body. It was a cock she was reluctant to let go of, a man she didn't want to let go of at all. Exactly why she had the TV on. She didn't need to think like that. She had to let him go. In fact, she had to let him go first so she beat him to the punch. Because that was bound to happen, him dumping her. Oh, he would probably do it in a suave, polite way. Maybe even give her an expensive trinket, fuck her one last time. She might get lucky and he'd take her out to dinner. He would explain that it was over, though, smart enough to do it in a public place so she couldn't make a 46

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scene. He'd tell her that he didn't do relationships. He didn't date, and she was no exception. With a huff, she turned the volume up on the television, desperate to drown out the thoughts in her head. Not wanting to admit how much it would hurt when her little fling with Ty ended. Her phone rang and she answered it, not even bothering to check the caller ID. Big mistake. "Jennifer, dear, I tried calling you at your work and they said you called in sick. Are you all right?" Jenny sat straight up, shock turning the blood cold in her veins. "Mother, how did you get this number?" "Why, I told the girl who answered the phone that I was your mother and that I had somehow lost your phone number and she gave it to me. At least someone will give it to me." The last thing she needed was to talk to her mother. How she wished she would've let the machine pick up the call. "What do you want?" "Is that any way to greet me? No, 'how are you, Mother'? So ungrateful, always have been." Her mother sniffed. Crocodile tears no doubt. "I don't need to ask, you'll always tell me." "We miss you, Jennifer. Your father thinks it's ridiculous that you won't come back home, and he's threatening to come down there and drag you back." "I'm not coming back home. For Christ's sake, I'm twentyseven years old! Don't you think it's time you two cut the cord?" 47

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"Don't use such foul language. It's so unbecoming on a lady." Jenny wanted to snort but held back. Yeah, some kind of lady she was. Fucking a man in a hotel room all night long, doing things her mother wouldn't even dream of doing. She'd love to tell her all about it, really she would. "I'm happy here, Mother. The only reason Father wants me to come home is so I'll resume my relationship with Stanley and marry him." "He's still devastated that you broke off the engagement with Stanley. We just had lunch the other day, Stanley, his mother, and I. He misses you, still loves you. Doesn't understand why you left him." He would never understand, and neither would her family. The only reason she went out with Stanley in the first place was because her parents wanted it. Her father specifically since he was trying to work a deal with Stanley's father. He thought it would be the ultimate business merger, a marriage between her and Stanley. Problem was, Jenny didn't really love him. She'd taken his ring, had even worn it for a while. She'd slept with him, though that had been terrible. The man couldn't kiss, and he lacked finesse. He also had boorish manners and believed a woman had her "place," specifically at home with a gazillion children. No, thank you. "I don't want to talk about this. We've talked about it to death. I don't want to beat a dead horse." Her mother sniffed again and Jenny knew there was no way the woman was crying. She wouldn't want to cause her makeup to run. "You could've had a perfectly good marriage 48

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and you threw it away. All so you could run to the big city and work your menial job. I just don't understand why." Jenny sighed. How many times had she heard this same spiel or at least a variation of? "I have to go, Mother. I'm not feeling well. I'll call you in a few days, all right?" "Jennifer, wait! I'm not finished talking to you!" Jenny hung up the phone with a satisfying stab to the "end" button, then threw the phone onto the coffee table with a loud clatter. She covered her face with her hands, huffing out a heavy sigh. God, just listening to her mother drained her. Made her feel like shit. She'd never felt more free than the day she left that stifling house, her stifling life. No way could she ever go back to that. She'd rather live by herself happy than with a jerk of a husband and her family making her miserable. The doorbell rang, startling her from her thoughts. Who the hell could this be? She went to the door, checked the peephole, then unlocked and threw the door open in wonder. Tyrone Holt in the flesh stood on her doorstep. Dressed in a charcoal gray pinstriped suit and white starched shirt, a red tie knotted properly around his neck. A single red rose clutched in his hand, and was that a nervous smile on his face? "Hi." Her belly trembled at the sound of his deep voice saying that one simple word. "Hi." "Are you contagious?" "What?" 49

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"You called in sick today. I was wondering if you were contagious." If he was a disease, then, yes, she was definitely contagious. She had the Ty Holt ache and only he could cure her. "I'm not really sick, just tired." His dark eyes flared at that statement with an unleashed heat that nearly seared her. Knowing he was the one who wore her out, no doubt. "May I come in?" She opened the door wider. "Sure." Ty walked inside, handing her the rose. His presence seemed to fill the entire room, so strong, so masculine. He looked good in her place, too good. Images of him coming over for a cozy dinner flashed through her mind. The two of them naked on her couch, on the kitchen counter, in her bed... No. Jenny shook her head, noticed the odd expression he had on his face when she took the rose from him. She buried her nose in the velvety soft petals and breathed deep. The scent of the flower filled her. A romantic gesture from a man who didn't do romance. She didn't get it. "I was worried about you," he said, his tone low, sensual. Sending shivers down her spine. "I'm fine. Just worn out from a long night of fucking." She feigned nonchalance, knew she probably looked like a phony, but it was all she had. Her defensives were especially low after talking with her mother. He winced, no doubt at her choice of words. "You left without saying good-bye this morning." "I left you a note." 50

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"Yeah, a real shitty one, too." She stood there, her mouth hanging open. He sounded almost ... hurt. She found that surprising, not to mention confusing. He sighed. "Look, I don't know what's going on here, or how you feel, but I've been thinking about you all day." "You have?" His gaze met hers and he smiled, a sensuous curve to his lips that she had the sudden urge to kiss and nibble and suck. "I have. And it's made me realize something. You're different." She laughed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" "It's a good thing, trust me. At first, I was treating this how I treat all of my affairs with women. Quick, hot, and hopefully very satisfying. Every woman I see, it's always very informal and fast." "Right, you don't do relationships. You don't even date." "Yeah." He paused, took a step toward her, then another one. "I've changed my mind about that theory." Her heart dropped into her stomach. "What are you talking about?" "I'm reconsidering. I know one thing. I want to see you again. Really get to know you." "You have really gotten to know me," she said with a devilish smile, fearful at what he might be saying, a little too hopeful. Not sure if she could really believe her ears. "In the sexual sense, yes, I have. But I want to know everything about you, Jenny." Ty slipped his arms around her and pulled her close. His heart thundered against her chest, 51

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and she realized he was nervous. And that eased her nerves somewhat. "I want to know what makes you tick, your favorite foods, your favorite movies. I want to take you to dinner, I want to take you away for the weekend. I want to make love to you all night long and wake up with you in my arms the next morning." She leaned her head against his chest, surprised and touched at his words. It was what she really wanted, what she had dreamed about. Things, though, never turned out in her favor. "Why now?" "Because you're all I think about. Will you see me, Jenny? Will you go out on a date with me, at least? Please? I'll beg if I have to." Jenny smiled, slipped her arms around him and tilted her head back. "You don't have to beg." "I'd suggest starting over, but we're too far gone to even attempt that." He pressed a kiss against her forehead, then another, his lips trailing down her temple to her cheek. "What do you mean by that?" His lips on her face made her breathless, and certainly affected him as well. She could feel the unmistakable erection growing beneath his pants, brushing against her belly. "Baby, I want to be inside you so bad it's taking everything I've got not to throw you down on the couch and bury myself deep. But I want to take it slow, romance you properly." She laughed, stood on tiptoe and brushed a kiss to his delicious mouth. "I don't want you to take it slow. I want you to make love to me, Ty." "Oh, I will, Jenny. I will." 52

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