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whispered, daring to put up some form of defense even as her traitorous body betrayed her.
    He pressed his lips to her neck and murmured, “Don’t you? Don’t you want me to flog that curvy ass? Don’t you want me to leave my mark on you? Don’t you want to feel my cock inside your pussy, making you come?”
    She groaned and gripped his hair. She answered by dragging his mouth to hers and pressing her lips against his. He opened, matched her desire. He tasted divine. Heat, male musk and spice. He stroked his tongue against hers, dominating the kiss.
    A mewling sound entered the air and she realized it had come from her. Her clit swelled and pulsed, begged to be caressed. To feel pressure against the engorged hood.
    She moved her hips with abandon, trying to brush his hard cock with her groin. If only she could ease some of the delicious tension…
    “Not yet. Soon. I’m going to give you some time to get used to the idea of us. Then I’m going to have you.” He cupped her cheeks, stared down at her intently and swiped his lips across hers. “I’m going to have you, Ruth. You will be mine to do as I please.”
    And then he was gone.

Chapter Three
     
    Ruth leaned across the library counter and gave her patron the checked-out books. “There you go, Mrs. Roberts. Some new reading material for you.”
    “Thank you, dearie.”
    She smiled. The library was buzzing this evening. Book club always had a huge turnout.
    She glanced toward the stacks and her heart thumped. Dominic leaned casually against the shelves, thumbing through a paperback. He stared at her intently. When he realized she’d noticed him, he flashed a slow, sinful grin. A white t-shirt and leather jacket molded to his torso like a second skin. Trademark woolen beanie covered his long blond hair.
    Her mouth went dry. Goose bumps multiplied and a shiver ran down her spine. Her nipples tightened and she prayed no one could see their hardness beneath her blouse.
    What was he doing here? It had been five days since he’d kissed her into oblivion and left her front porch. Every day since she’d caught a passing glimpse of him in town. Every night she’d gone home and stroked herself to orgasm, imagining him dragging her into a store closet and fucking her senseless.
    “Ruth, can you help me find a book? I’m not sure of the title.”
    “Sure.” She wrenched her gaze from the gorgeous specimen in the corner and focused on another one of the book-club ladies.
    She felt his gaze on her back. The knowledge of him watching her heated her cheeks. What was he doing here? And why was he just standing there?
    Lust slammed into her belly, coiled in a long, low pulse that moved lower into her pussy. Numerous possibilities ran through her mind.
    She fussed with her ladies for what seemed like hours. A few lingered, chatted and chose more books. With most of them out the door, she heaved a sigh of relief. She walked past Dominic and smiled apologetically, wondering what he was still doing here.
    He grabbed her wrist, pulled her to him and wrapped an arm around her waist. Before she could protest, he hustled her deep into the stacks and pinned her against the shelving.
    “What…”
    He put a hand over her mouth, silencing her questions, leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I need to feel you come.”
    His lips brushed against hers. Soft, insistent, coaxing. “I want to feel you come. Right here, right now. For me.”
    He didn’t give her time to think, to question. He invaded, kissed her hard and deep. She had no doubt who was in charge of this encounter. He angled her head to the side, dominated the kiss, took her mouth like a conquering hero.
    She moaned. She’d been perplexed and excited when he’d dragged her into the depths of the library but all that vanished as his lips touched hers. Need spiked in her belly, arrowed straight to beat in her pussy.
    Slipping her tongue against his, she inhaled his scent and realized how much she wanted him. Her skin