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it. It was dark, she couldn’t see who he might be or where they were. All she knew for a fact was that her jacket and the blouse beneath it were open. Her chemises had been pulled down exposing her breasts to his pleasure. And she loved every touch of his mouth.
    Oddly enough, despite the fact that a man had never touched her where this man now sucked and licked, she wasn’t shocked. Indeed, her dream seemed to have softened her resistance and left her with the strangest craving for more. A low moan escaped her throat, and she arched her back just enough to let him know she loved this. And she did. God, she truly did. Why had it taken so long before she’d discovered this delight? Why in the world had she never done this before? Why now with a strange man did she pant and gasp for every breath, hungry for all he could show her.
    She wasn’t dreaming. She was still on the floor with the man who had tackled her lying over her. He was touching her where no man had ever touched her and she didn’t care. All she knew was she wanted more.
    “Delicious,” he murmured above her. “God, you taste so good.”
    “Mmm,” she muttered in return. Drugged with passion, her words were thick and hard to come by. “You, too.”
    In the tight confines, his hands gathered her naked breasts together, and Abby moaned as he rubbed his whickered cheek back and forth over sensitive nipples.
    “Do you like this?”
    “Mmm, do it again.”
    His laugh was low and silky as his tongue played with a hardened tip. “When I first saw you, I thought you were a girl.”
    Abby frowned. She didn’t want to talk. She want to feel. Still she managed, “I am a girl.”
    “I mean a young girl.”
    “Mmm.” She couldn’t make sense of his words. What did he mean? And an instant later she forgot the question, a willing victim in this delicious game of seduction. Abby didn’t know how, but this man had more than broken her resistance. He made her want things. Things, until this moment, she’d never known existed.
    “I think you should stop.”
    Against her skin, she felt his lips curve into a smile. “Why? Don’t you like this?”
    “Yes, actually, I like it very much, but—”
    “No buts. It only matters that you like it.” And upon uttering the last word, his mouth was at hers again, dragging her deep, deeper into a web of desire. She had no defenses. Nothing like this had ever happened to her before. Even if she’d wanted to fight it, she didn’t know how.
    The confines of the space they occupied was impossibly small, yet he managed to reach for the hem of her dress and drag it up her leg. His warm hand slid over her stocking and beneath the full leg of her drawers. Only when his fingers encountered warm flesh did she realize what he was about.
    Her heart pounded as if she’d run miles. “Wait. No, you shouldn’t do that.”
    “I need to show you something.”
    She frowned. “What? Show me what?”
    “Relax, easy,” he said, apparently feeling her muscles tighten beneath his hand. “You like what I’ve done so far, haven’t you?”
    She shrugged. It was blacker than pitch and neither of them could see a thing. “I suppose.”
    “I’m not going to do anything you don’t want. I promise.”
    Abby would later realize the beast had but one thing in mind and because he was quite a bit more worldly than the lady beneath him, he knew even before he began she wouldn’t object. Not once his mouth again returned to hers. Not when that deliciously warm touch brought about a lethargy, a laziness that accompanied a distant throbbing need, a hunger she couldn’t deny as long as his lips held to hers.
    He kissed her again, slow and deep, slower, deeper, working his magic, dragging her under his spell, unrelenting in his efforts to bring her again to a realm just outside of everyday existence.
    “All right?” he said into her mouth.
    Abby heard him mutter something but couldn’t make it out. In truth, she hadn’t a clue as to what