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proximity, as her face lifted towards him and he took the consent for what it was. It was a chance to be at one with her again and exorcize his fantasies once and for all. Maybe then he could see another woman and not compare her to Taylor. It might be then he could hear something other than her voice crying his name when he should be occupied with other more important things. Like contracts and mergers.
    The taste of her lips had become his obsession that he gratefully obeyed as their tongues meshed into a searing kiss of lust and mingled fire. There was no way that he could let her go again. At least until the burn of her was purged from his flesh for good.
    She was the one that got away that was all, or so he tried to tell himself. Although, Chandler knew deep down that he was making excuses.
    But that didn’t stop him from making the attempt to slake his thirst for her on her willing flesh. It only took a single step forward to be inside of her home and he used his heel to kick the door closed. A moment later had her back to the nearest wall.
    She must have felt the same as she allowed him to draw her into his embrace and she started to divest him of the shirt, one button at a time. His hands roved every which way. At first, he scored his hands over her curves. Then his fingers made contact with the bare V shaped slit of skin exposed by the satin. She was more than he ever imagined and even his nocturnal longings and day time fantasies didn’t match up.
    The chemistry between them was undeniable, and he could almost feel her heart beating a cadence that called to him. Her breaths were shallow even as his grew heavy and labored. Just moments later the kiss began to mimic the actions their bodies would take and any patience he had was gone. There was only an iota to begin with, but that didn’t matter to him, not at all on any given day, and especially not in the moment.
    All he knew was that he was going to get inside of the woman who had gotten under his skin and nothing would stop him.
    His hands fisted into the satin of her robe to drag her half bared chest against his. Their mouths were filled to the brim with foreign tongues and lusty intentions. Chandler was sure that he was going to combust if he allowed it, but he had to keep control of himself otherwise the reunion of bodies wouldn’t last long. She was his kryptonite and even the taste of her lips made him weak.
    But the hunger she displayed was enough to make him forget all about his plan to chain her with hot, sweaty sex and make him think about what she would feel like wrapped around his cock. The thought was enough to snap the thin tether that held his lust at bay. All he remembered was pushing her against the wall and her legs twined along his hips.
     

Chapter Two: Come Into My Parlor
    Taylor was sure that she was in heaven. The man that featured heavily in every orgasm she had in the last weeks was before her in the flesh. She knew deep down that he wouldn’t stay away. In fact, she didn’t want him to. She wanted nothing more than the chance to have at him yet again with no holds barred.
    Her libido had been at a simmer for so many weeks, days, hours, and minutes that she didn’t give a damn what happened after this moment. The sky could come crashing down, bombs could fall, the world could explode and she would care less. All that mattered was this. The loss of self and all good sense was surreal, but this was the most important of her hungers and she would feed it first over anything else.
    He pushed her against the wall, and her legs wrapped unbidden around him. She was naked beneath the robe and the coarse scrape of his trousers against her wet slit kicked the unbearable arousal into overdrive.
    She could feel the hard cock he was dying to give her, just as she was dying to take all he would offer her. She knew the morning she walked away that he was the type of man that would have her nose wide open without even trying. He had so much control