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nodded. “I want you. Not because…because of
any of those things.”
    Satisfaction flooded his expression. He
nipped at her thumb one last time before raising his head. “Then
why did you refuse to see me again?”
    She glanced away at the unexpected question
and shrugged. “I told you. I was busy. I didn’t have time to get
involved.”
    “I know what you told me. Now tell me the
real reason.”
    Claire opened her mouth, afraid that if she
didn’t do as he said he’d never satisfy the aching hunger inside of
her. But no words came out. She could barely form a decent thought.
Besides, what could she say? That she’d stopped seeing him because
she was a perverted slut with one weird kink after another?
    “Kink like getting turned on by watching a
gang of dangerous bikers fuck their way into oblivion?” he asked.
“Kink like wanting me so much you were willing to give me a blow
job in front of them?”
    She jerked back, appalled by his questions.
She’d obviously spoken her thoughts out loud.
    But there was no recrimination in his eyes,
only challenge. Something inside her wanted to cower and hide, but
the other part of her wouldn’t let her. What was the point? He
obviously knew things about her that no one else did. Things that
she’d never wanted him to know. The ease with which he’d gotten her
to reveal herself filled her with anger. Raising her chin, she
said, “Yes. That kind of kink.”
    The kind of kink she wanted more of. Even
now. Despite the fact she’d never particularly cared for the act
before, she wanted to be sucking his delicious length and cupping
his balls and rejoicing in her ability to make him gasp with
desire.
    “Good thing you got out when you did,
right?” she said lamely, the silence making her feel like shuffling
her feet.
    “Oh, I’m not out. To the contrary, I’m very
much in. And soon I’ll be inside you, with the film to prove it.
Does that excite you, Claire?”
    Her gaze automatically flickered to the
video camera.
    Ty grinned wickedly. “I didn’t get the
impression you wanted others watching us when we fucked, but I
think you like the idea of being videotaped when I get inside you,
don’t you, Claire?” he whispered, the sound like a velvet-covered
glove caressing every erogenous zone of her body.
    She shuddered as she imagined him doing all
kinds of things to her while the tape rolled. It would capture her
every movement. Every bit of detail as he thrust into her or sucked
her between her thighs. It would capture her giving him head, once
again getting his mouthwatering length inside of her mouth and
driving him wild until she swallowed his seed down her throat.
    Warm fingers cupped her pussy through her
slacks, making her eyes round and her body jerk up to her tiptoes
before she even realized what was happening. “Ty!” she gasped. His
eyes blazed into hers for one searing second before she cried out
and buried her face in the crook between his neck and shoulder. Her
effort to hide from him backfired as the darkness forced her to
concentrate on his touch and the flames it spread across her
skin.
    “That’s right. Ty,” he crooned in her ear as
he massaged her in a slow circular motion that made her want to
bite her lip to stop herself from screaming with pleasure. “I’m the
one doing this to you, not some imaginary, faceless man you picked
up at a bar then kicked out the door. Shit, the look on your face
just now as you imagined… What were you imagining, anyway? What was
I doing to you to put that look of pure pleasure on your face?”
    When she remained silent, he pressed harder
against her, rooting for her clit through the fabric of her pants
and pinching it between his fingers. She wailed softly and threw
her arms around him as she arched her body up, instinctively
seeking more. Seeking release.
    She hadn’t had an orgasm since before she’d
dated Ty. She’d tried. She’d done everything she could think of to
get herself off, but it was as if her