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in her head was full of erotic promise.
    Angie sucked in a breath and felt her sex quiver in anticipation. What would it feel like to be taken? To be overwhelmed, seduced and fucked silly? The voice in her head sounded knowledgeable and confident and oh-so seductive. And it wasn’t coincidence that it sounded like Danek . Her imagination was running wild, had been since she’d laid eyes on him. Perusing Micki’s inflammatory sex scenes had only added fuel to her libido’s fire.
    She was pretty sure she had condoms in her apartment that weren’t past their expiration date. If not, Danek probably had some. He didn’t look like a monk, and the way he was flirting with her, he intended to go beyond holding her hand. She was single. He was single. And not involved with her friend. She was clearly suffering from prolonged and unwanted celibacy, to the point that she was having spontaneous orgasms at the sight of a gorgeous man. So, was there any reason not to have sex with said gorgeous man?
    Angie couldn’t think of one.
    It was probably a public service to have sex with Danek , Angie decided. She couldn’t focus on her job or be a productive member of society when she was reduced to the status of a walking hormone, so sex-deprived that she was hearing voices and imagining all sorts of crazy things. Having sex was the responsible, mature thing to do. Immediately. As soon as she got the door unlocked and they got inside, because it wouldn’t be responsible or civic-minded of her to have sex right out on the sidewalk in front of everybody, although the memory of that orgasm in the coffee shop made the prospect tempting.
    If you enjoy having sex while others watch, what is wrong with that ? the voice inside her head asked. “Nothing,” Angie said, forgetting that hallucinations didn’t require answers and that she was talking to herself. “Other than getting arrested for public indecency.”
    She realized she’d said it out loud and snuck a quick look at Danek . He wasn’t looking at her as if she’d lost her mind. He was looking at her as if he wanted to strip her naked and devour her. Right here and now. Who needed privacy?
    Good thing they’d arrived at her place or she’d be tempted to risk arrest. Angie dropped her keys, swore, picked them up again, and fumbled with the lock. Danek brushed her hands aside, finished the chore with ease, and then they were inside her building.
    “I live on the fourth floor,” Angie blurted out. It was too far away. She’d never make it, feeling like this. “The stairs are this way.” She flashed on an image of the stairwell, the door closed. What were the odds of anybody coming along…?
    “Stairwell,” Danek said, his voice rough and his eyes hot. “Yes.”
    She led the way. The heavy fire door clanged shut behind them, and then Danek was crowding her up against the wall. “Here,” he said, his eyes holding hers. “You wish to be pleasured here. Where somebody could come along, could see. You could be caught with your pants around your knees and my mouth between your legs.”
    The mental image made her gasp, made her stomach and the inner muscles of her pussy clench.
    “You like that thought.” He gave her a look that was both pleased and knowing and his hands went to her waistband, unsnapping, unzipping, working her jeans down her hips.
    “You will like the reality even more.” Danek pressed his body against hers, teasing her nipples with the hard wall of his chest, one hand moving between her legs to cup her swollen mound. Angie made a soft sound of pleasure as his palm rubbed her clit and his fingertips teased her opening. “Soft. Slick. But not wet enough to take me.”
    He moved down, replaced his hand with his mouth, and Angie’s head fell back in abandon. “ Danek .”
    For an answer, she got a leisurely lick along her folds, then his tongue thrust inside her sex.
    It was unbelievable. He was a total stranger. They were in a stairwell, where anybody could