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going to lose it. Suddenly, it was all too much for her to deal with.
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    Bella Andre
    “Oh, what the hell,” she said. Before she could change her mind, she picked up the slice of lime and shoved it into Tobey’s mouth.
    Her quick action must have stunned him and pleased him all at the same time, because his eyes crinkled and he chuckled from around the lime.
    Callie narrowed her eyes and looked up at him. He was going to regret laughing at her. She’d show him. She might look like a tiny blonde candy maker, but she could give as good as she got.
    At least she hoped she could.
    Blocking out any thoughts of where she was and how unseemly their drinking game was during the middle of a wedding reception, Callie focused on the task at hand: to make Tobey want her even more than she wanted him. She was going to set him on fire and then leave him high and dry after she took what she wanted.
    Coming up on her tippy-toes, she smiled coyly and ran her forefinger over the juice dripping from the lime onto Tobey’s full lower lip. “I should be gentler with you,” she said, then brought her finger to her mouth and sucked the drop of juice dry.
    Tobey’s Adam’s apple moved in his throat and Callie thought, That’s one point for my team.
    She took her finger from her mouth and brought her hands up to the bow tie of his tux. “You’ve got an awful lot of clothes on, don’t you?”
    Tobey raised an eyebrow as if to say, So what are you going to do about it?
    Even with a slice of lime between his lips he looked daunting and powerful and far, far too sure of himself. Callie matched his silent dare with a cheeky grin. Licking her lips, with great concentration she ran her small hands down the front of his tux, from his broad shoulders, down past his well-formed pecs, to what she assumed was a washboard stomach.
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    Candy Store
    Callie felt a moment of insecurity reach in to her bravado. Think quick , she urged herself, and right as she was wondering if she was indeed up to the task of seducing the seducer, she noticed Tobey’s large, workman-like hands.
    Callie took one of his lightly calloused hands in her own. She ran the tip of her finger along the soft skin and muscle at the curve between his thumb and forefinger and smiled with pleasure at Tobey’s exhale of breath. Her heart beating far too fast, she slowly turned his hand over and continued tracing the skin on his palm.
    More turned on than she’d ever been before—and all this in public with a man she’d known for five minutes with her clothes on and intact—Callie pushed the sleeve of his tuxedo jacket up to his forearm. Working to keep her fingers steady, trying to keep herself from simply jumping Tobey right then and there and riding him in the middle of the wedding reception, Callie undid the gold cufflink from his dress shirt and let it drop to the floor.
    Neither Callie nor Tobey watched the cuff link fall to the ground. They were intent on each other, wrapped up in the escalation of their game. Slowly, precisely, Callie folded Tobey’s starched sleeve up once, then twice. Every time her skin brushed against his, heat surged through her.
    Tobey’s pulse beat rapidly under the exposed skin of his wrist and she wanted to cover his heartbeat with the heat of her mouth.
    “Perfect,” she breathed, as she ran her thumb over his pulse-point. The spell remained unbroken as she reached for the salt shaker and sprinkled salt on to his tanned wrist and the edge of his palm. Raising his wrist to her mouth, Callie brought her lips to his skin and waves of desire washed through her as their bodies made contact again. She groaned as she sucked at him, hardly tasting the salt, desperate for a taste of Tobey’s essence, so potent and male and wonderful. Unwilling to lose contact with him, she licked a grain of salt off of the firm flesh on his palm and she heard a low sound from his throat, like a caged lion on the verge of escape.
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    Bella Andre
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