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unleash the ugly, jealous beast inside him. Chris got out of his
car and waited. Her friends stared at him a few minutes before Erica walked
out. Ben grabbed her arm, twirling her around to face him. Fisting his hand at
his side, Chris watched the other man talk to her. He wished he could hear what
the other guy was saying.
    Folding his arms over his chest he observed
them. She nodded her head but ducked away when he went to kiss her. Chris
couldn’t contain the smirk that came from him.
    Fuck you.
Erica is mine.
    She walked over to him with her head bowed
down. He opened the door, helping her inside.
    “Can we leave, please?” she said. He shut the
door, going round to his own side. The desire to give Ben the finger was
strong, but he kept the desire down.
    “Doesn’t your boyfriend like you going on a
dinner date?” he asked.
    “He’s not my boyfriend.” She stared out of the
window.
    “That was fast. In the space of a day he’s gone
from being your boyfriend to not being.” Happiness sprang up inside him.
    “I lied. I didn’t want you thinking I was pining
after you. You’ve already got the world’s biggest ego. I’m not going to add to
it.”
    Chris had nothing to say in response. He
probably would have felt she hadn’t gotten over him.
    She looked sensational with her blonde hair
curled around her shoulders. The length was something he always enjoyed gazing
at. She wore a plain white summer dress that emphasised her large breasts and
full hips. Her waist looked small but evenly proportioned with the rest of her
body. His grip tightened on the steering wheel as the urge to touch her grew
inside him.
    Erica never knew the power she held over him.
When he had first taken her, the power of her virginity had brought him to his
knees. After they’d made love, she’d fallen asleep, and he’d been in a state of
panic.
    She stayed silent in the car, and Chris allowed
his mind to drift to the hotel room four years ago.
    ****
    She looked
gorgeous. Her blonde hair was pulled into a pony tail, so all he thought about
was pulling that band out of her hair and tearing the clothes from her body.
The need to be inside her filled his every waking moment.
    Chris
Sinclair dated any woman, fucked hard, and played constantly. No woman kept his
attention for longer than a night. Erica Black had turned into a challenge. Her
being a work colleague hadn’t bothered him, but her being much younger than he
had bothered him. She came out of nowhere and struck him everywhere he turned.
The fullness of her body was so different from all the super slim models he’d
fucked over the years. Her innocence surrounded her like a cape protecting her
from evil.
    Their
meeting had gone perfectly. They were seated in the main sitting room of his
suite. A bottle of white wine was half finished, and the music playing in the
background provided the perfect setting for seduction. They sat close together,
the heat of her body rolling off her in waves. He reached across, placing his
hand on her knee. When she didn’t move his hand away, he moved under her skirt.
She looked flushed as she stared back at him. No protest came out from between
her lips .
    “You’d
better tell me to stop, Erica. I want you,” he said.
    “I want
you, too.” She leaned over and kissed him. The press of her lips was inexperienced.
He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back to deepen the kiss. Chris took
control and showed her what he wanted from the loving of her lips. She gave her
everything to him, responding to his touch.
    He ran his
hand up her leg until he pressed against her panty-covered mound.
    “Let us
take this into the bedroom,” Chris said. He walked through to the bedroom,
ridding himself of his jacket and tie.
    Erica
followed behind him. She stayed in the centre of the room without looking at
the bed. Chris pulled her into his arms, unbuttoning her blouse as he kissed
her lips. She was so submissive and responsive. The two contrasting acts
excited