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me.”
    “Babe...are you sure?”
    “Right now, I’m about to drop dead in embarrassment, Jaq Montero. Please, don’t say no.”
    It was his undoing.
    She led him into the master’s bedroom and now he was freaking out.
    She faced him, a few feet separating them beside the king-sized bed. “I don’t know what to do. It’s your turn to do something now.”
    “I can still wait till you’re a bit older.”
    “I can’t. I want to give myself to you. Now.”
    God help him.
    “Jaq...stop staring.”
    “I can’t. Your beauty leaves me weak.”
    She smiled.
    He gently combed his fingers through her long hair that framed her glorious face like a veil of moonbeams. Her big, beautiful eyes shone with expectations which made him even more nervous.
    Fuck, he was a fumbling boy all over again, his vast sexual experience forgotten as he stared at her pink, innocent lips. Those twin layers of luscious flesh that tasted like nothing else totally owned him.
    “I’m amazed, baby.”
    “Why?”
    “Because you’re seducing me.”
    She turned beet read under the soft light.
    His pulse rate was slowly dropping back to normal. She wanted him. It was she who was asking him to make love to her. That pacified his nerves and nagging conscience like a shot of morphine. He framed her face in his palms. “My shy, innocent Angie is boldly seducing me to make love. Amazing.”
    “Uhm...is that bad?”
    “No way. It’s great. Super.” His lips hovered above her lips, inhaling her fresh breath.
    “I love you, Jaq.”
    He kissed her then.
    Sweetly.
    He had to go slowly. Helluva job when his endorphins were having a Lollapalooza fest and his cock was so stiff it could bat a home run in the World Series.

    The recent events of her life transformed Angie from a starry-eyed teenager into a disillusioned young woman. The tears that she’d cried the past weeks all but dissolved her girlish idealism.
    For the first time in her life, she didn’t feel the security provided by her family and home. For the first time she felt that they didn’t care for her or her feelings. All they cared about were their own selfish agendas. That eroded her faith in the power of goodness, the very thing that her parents had taught her since she was a child. To be good to people. To respect people. To care about people’s feelings.
    They did not respect her. They did not respect Jaq. They did not respect their love.
    She’d discovered that not all people would wish her well. Not even her own parents and brothers.
    They hated Jaq. They wanted her to be with Jordan.
    But she had decided to stand up for herself.
    Fight for her right to be happy.
    Fight for the man she loved.
    And even though she was so afraid of what the future will bring now that she had ran away from her family, she didn’t want to waste these precious moments in fear.
    She would spend these moments loving.
    Loving Jaq.
    Kissing him.
    Like this. Sweet. He was kissing her so sweetly.
    All over. From her lips to her toes...
    Oh God, he was sucking her toes, licking them, sending little serpentine flames slithering along the length of her thighs all the way to the inferno blazing between her legs. He’d skipped touching that part of her after he’d kissed her breasts senseless.
    But now, his lips stopped to investigate the inferno. She felt like a whirlpool of liquid fire down there from all the tingling sensations he’d evoked licking and sucking her nipples until she forgot her name.
    He lifted her legs, pushed them up high. She closed her eyes tightly.
    Goodness! Was he staring at her kitty?
    “Sweetheart…fuck...”
    He felt his fingers gently stroking her folds, combing through the fine fur which she kept trimmed neatly for her summer bathing suits. Her face was flaming. What was he looking at down there?
    His fingers peeled her kitty lips wide open.
    “Jaq!” she gasped, mortified. Why was he looking at it so closely? She wasn’t particularly a fan of her kitty and rarely