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something I’d been suspecting. Keely is used to calling the shots when it comes to her lovers. A tinge of regret goes through me. In another time, I’d have taken pleasure in challenging that dominant streak; in honing her fire until she accepts my leash without question.
    “Do as I say, Keely.”
    Another spark of green fire. But slowly she parts her lips, and her tongue licks between my fingers. I groan. The sound seems to please her, enough for her to lap faster, her eyes locked on mine as she licks her juices off the inside of my fingers. When she starts to turn her head to get at my knuckles, I turn them and spread the moisture over her lips.
    Then I seal my mouth over hers, crushing her sweetness between our lips. Fire burns through my veins, and once again I debate the decision to hold back. I slide my hand between the robe and her body and cup her plump ass. Pulling her closer, I rub my aching erection against her wet pussy, every cell in my body screaming with the need to fuck.
    When she starts whimpering again, I pull back. I grip her thighs and spread them. The sight of her exposed pussy on the expensive car almost undoes me. I should put her in the car, drive us back to Zach’s and walk away from her. But the need to make her come again overwhelms me.
    Knowing I’m toying with danger, I trail my hands down her inner thighs, seeking a distraction but finding none from the wonder of her glistening pussy.
    Her hands reach for me. “Please,” she moans.
    I grit my teeth. “You like the stars, baby?” I ask.
    Confusion clouds her face, but then she nods. “Yes.”
    “Good. Recite the constellation, clockwise from Pegasus. Not all of it, but generally.”
    “What? Why?”
    “Because otherwise, I’m going to throw my good judgment away and fuck you. So do as I say and distract me while I eat your sweet pussy. You want to come again, don’t you?” I ask.
    I can see her fight it, but she nods after a several seconds. “Yes.”
    I grip her thighs, unable to stop my eyes from appreciating her beautiful pussy. My mouth waters and again I have pull myself back from the brink. From temptation. “Start now. If you stop, I stop. If you get it wrong, I stop and we go back minus another orgasm for you. Deal?”

Chapter 5
    Keely
    H aving grown up in a tough neighborhood in Brooklyn, there are very few things that surprise me anymore. And yet, tonight I’ve been hit by one surprise after another. Most of them almost shocking enough to flatten me.
    I stare up at Mason Sinclair, knowing my mouth is hanging open like a dead fish, but unable to do any more than grapple with the fact that I’m naked on the hood of a half a million dollar sports car, my only protection a thigh-length cotton robe, my body exposed to the elements and the avid gaze of the powerful man looming over me.
    A man who just asked me to recite the constellations while he goes down on me.
    I want to laugh. I want to snap at him for stealing my line, that I’m the one who normally demands nerdy morsels with my sex. Most of all, I want to get up off that hot hood, throw some snarky quip in his face and walk off into the night. Because he’s seriously crazy. I can see it in his eyes. I can feel it in his voice when he speaks to me. I thought I had issues. But this man has them by the barrel-load. And for whatever reason, tonight they’re straining at the leash of his control.
    I should put a stop this madness, before it goes any further.
    But I don’t.
    Because I want to experience another orgasm like the one he just gave me again. And again and again. I lie there, the heavens shining above me, and decide to chalk it up to the insane rush of a near-death experience firing up my blood.
    “Deal,” I find myself responding.
    My reward is a twisty-wicked smile followed by a less-than-gentle trail of his fingers down my inner thigh. That alone is enough to set my body on fire.
    He lowers his body until he’s crouched in front of the low-slung car,