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length, fingers coiling, twisting, squeezing. A pearly bead of creamy fluid glistening at its brown tip, looking good enough to eat.
    She licked her lips, and quickly darted an involuntary glance at her nightstand. A gasp tore from her throat.
    She'd forgotten the chocolate dildo right where she'd left it, sitting in all its massive, erect glory on the surface of the nightstand, right beside the lamp and her dog-eared copy of Chicken Soup for the Chef's Soul . Paul let out a burst of masculine laughter. A blush crept all the way up Silvana's face, not settling for her cheeks but edging right up to her hairline.
    "Shit.” She bolted upright and made a grab for the dildo. “You weren't supposed to see that."
    He reached around her and yanked the toy out of her hands. His erection pressed into her hip, sending a shiver through her body. “I'm not one of those guys who's threatened by a woman's ability to ... entertain herself.” He winked and pressed the tip of the thick dildo to her nipple, then rolled it around the areola.
    She exhaled a soft breath of contentment. Pleasure coursed outward from the place Paul touched with the chocolate. Against all odds, she began to genuinely relax as sensual bliss enveloped her senses.
    Paul traced a path down her stomach with the head of the dildo. She parted her legs again and glanced down to the soft folds of her tummy. A neat triangle of bright red curls, now matted with the juices of her arousal, covered her mound.
    With his thumb and forefinger, Paul splayed open her pussy lips. The pink, creamy center glistened in the soft light.
    Silvana's stomach muscles clenched as he circled her clit with the dildo. She fought to keep from wiggling her ass against the mattress or thrust upward and force him to go faster. “Let's see what this bad boy can do, shall we?"
    Silvana swallowed hard. Her pussy quivered, desperate to be filled. From this angle, the chocolate cock looked exactly like Rafael's shaft, all dark beauty and strong, manly appeal.
    Without waiting for an answer, Paul glided the tip of the toy through Silvana's slick folds and, with one swift thrust, filled her needy cunt. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate the solid intrusion. The muscles gave a soft quiver, then settled with a satisfied squeeze around the toy. A soft cry of surrender caught in her throat. And a split-second later, she was asleep.
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Chapter Six
    There was no stage, this time. No restraints. No feelings of shame mingling with overwhelming lust. No multitude of men.
    As always, though, there was Rafael.
    Silvana sucked in a breath and tried to get her bearings. Shadows shrouded the room, but a silvery moon tossed silver beams over the bed where he lay, apparently in slumber.
    What kind of dream was this? Didn't he want to tie her up? To call his friends and do all kinds of naughty, delectable things to her?
    She stood in a corner, behind a massive chest of drawers, about six feet away from the bed. From here, she had a perfect view of Rafael. A tousled sheet covered the lower half of his body. His strong chest rose and fell with the rhythmic motion of his breathing. Moonlight played upon the sensual lines of his face, settling in the groove beneath his nose and highlighting his sculpted cheekbones. The dusky smudge of his beard all but hid his luscious lips.
    A wave of longing unfurled in her chest. She wanted to go to him, to sit beside him and watch him as he slept, to trail the tips of her fingers over his exotic face and see his mouth turn up in a dreamy smile.
    Driven by the powerful desire to be at his side, she took a step forward—only to freeze when she heard an unfamiliar voice.
    "You're sure he's the one you want?"
    "Yes. I've analyzed his sleep patterns. He sleeps like the dead. He'll do nicely for what we need."
    Silvana plastered her back to the chest of drawers and risked a peek around the edge of the massive piece of furniture.
    Two men stood at Rafael's