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battle of maintaining her politeness towards him.  
      Was it any wonder he had made a mistake, when this woman had those sultry green eyes and those full and pouting lips? As for her hair—Jesus, Joseph and Mary!—how magnificent would that look draped over a man’s naked body?  
      His naked body...
      Finn gave a shrug. “The idea still has merit.”
      “Not to me it doesn’t.” She eyed him scathingly. “Now could you please sign in the box, Mr. Devlin, so that I can be on my way?”
      Finn knew Eva Shaw wasn’t being altogether honest, with herself or with him. He may have been distracted earlier, and a lot angry, by that phone call from his agent, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t noticed Eva’s interest in his bared chest and unfastened denims. In fact, he regretted covering up now...
      It had been a while, months, since he’d last had sex.  
      Was that any wonder, considering the woman he’d last had sex with ?
      Finn’s jaw tightened as he gave another glance at the parcel Eva had delivered. “I’m more than happy to sign in the box, Eva.” He did so. “But I’m afraid you aren’t going anywhere.”  
      She looked alarmed. “You can’t keep me here against my will!”
      “No?” he mused.
      “Absolutely not,” she assured him emphatically. “My company knows exactly what route I was taking today, and at what time I was supposed to be where, and when I don’t get back to the depot on time it isn’t going to take them long to work out exactly where I made my last delivery.”
      “Commendable, I’m sure,” Finn drawled dryly. “Except it isn’t going to make a bit of difference to the fact that you’re not going to be able to leave here today. That second phone call? It was from the agency, telling me that the girl I hired won’t be coming here today after all—”
      “No doubt she heard about the whips and paddles in the basement and thought better of it!”
      After months of finding absolutely nothing to laugh about, Eva Shaw seemed able to amuse him without even trying. “You think I have whips and paddles in the basement?”  
      Eva thought there was a distinct possibility that he might have bats in his belfry, if he thought he was going to keep her here against her will!
      “Are you into that stuff, Eva?” He stepped towards her, close enough that Eva’s senses were invaded by the warm, totally male smell, the heat, and the sheer presence of him. “Do you like being tied up? Blindfolded?” One of his hands moved up to lift a thick length of her hair before curling that silkiness about his long fingers. “Would you like that, Eva?” His head lowered, his breath warm against her throat and ear as his fingers in her hair prevented her from moving. “Would you like it if I tied you to my bed and licked and sucked you all over before fucking you senseless?”  
      A shiver ran the length of Eva’s spine, both at his closeness, the caress of his heated breath, and the wicked images evoked by his graphic words.
      If she closed her eyes she could actually see herself, tied up and helpless on a bed, the sweat glistening on Finn Devlin’s back as he lay between her parted thighs, those chiseled lips against her bared breasts as he licked and then sucked her aching nipples into the heat of his mouth, Eva squirming and arching with pleasure as she pleaded for him to do it harder.  
      She could see the play of muscles over that broad back as Finn slid lower, groaning low in her throat as she felt that marauding tongue stroke over her—
      Eva’s eyes opened wide in panic as she realized she had actually groaned out loud .  
      That she was balanced precariously on the edge of climaxing just from imagining being completely at this man’s mercy.
      “How much would it take, do you think?” His gaze now held hers captive, his breath a warm caress against her heated cheek. “I’m guessing one, maybe two strokes of my fingers against