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once.”
    “I love her, I really do, but—” his voice was now composed, and low. “Every time I look at her I see the reason why Maria died.”
    “You shouldn’t say that.” Rayne turned toward the door when she thought she heard something, but she was forced to turn back to Antonio when his hands grabbed her arms.
    His grip was too tight and she was sure her hands would fall off at any moment. Rayne wanted to pull away, but couldn’t bring herself to abandon him at his moment of need. Call her stupid, but she was almost sure that she loved the ogre before her. When he crushed his lips to hers she opened for him, allowing him access to take what he needed to make himself feel better. Rayne wasn’t going to lie herself into thinking that it was more than what it actually was. It was just sex. Lust on his part and love on hers. He needed this as his refuge and she was willing to give it to him.
    She turned her head to the side, giving him access to her neck. She shivered as his warm lips sprinted along her heated flesh. Inhaling deeply she caught the scent of him and he smelled expensive, good, and all man. She pulled at his shirt trying to release it from his trousers. She inhaled again, sucking him in and let his scent wash through her. Rayne knew she was being wild and impetuous and that usually got her into trouble, but not this time. She would have time to think about her latest decision to be used as a sex sponge later. Right now he needed all of her and she gave herself to him.
    She hissed as his hands smoothed down her sides and cupped her rear, pulling her against his hard center. He stepped back and helped her pull his shirt over his head, and then focused his attention on relieving Rayne of hers. He grunted, snaked his hand under her t-shirt, and unclasped her bra. Rayne busied herself with taking off her top as he went to his knees. Antonio popped her button and jerked both her jeans and panties down, the force almost sent Rayne crashing to the ground.
    Rayne held onto the chair next to her and his shoulder as he teased her thighs with his lips. She looked down at him and saw a ravenous need that called to something inside her. She leaned against a chair for support. Setting her legs free from her jeans, she parted her thighs for him.
    “I want you,” he growled, his bleary gaze raking over her.
    His words echoed her own feelings. His tongue and his fingers were inside her, teasing and tasting while searching for her release. Rayne bit down on her lip as she threw her head back stifling a scream. Every muscle in her body turned into jelly, her hand slid from the chair, and she thought she would fall, but Antonio’s arm shot up, giving her the support she needed. His grip on her grew tighter as his pace increased. Rayne could feel her orgasm tunneling through her, but she kept it at bay. She wanted to feel more of him, to milk this moment for all it was worth. He nipped at her until the throbbing between her legs turned her into marshmallows. As she came she collapsed into his waiting arms.
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    Antonio carried Rayne’s shuddering body to his desk. He stood over her and shed the rest of his clothes. This was how he liked to see her—ready, wet, and willing. He stood at her entrance, his hands kneading from her breasts down to her thighs as he settled between them. Lifting her hips up to meet him, he plunged inside her, and watched her body go into shock as the waves of pleasure rolled through her one at a time. When he couldn’t hold his own anymore he sprinted to the finish and spilled his seed inside her.
    He liked how helpless she looked after sex, like a little lamb snuggling against its mother for warmth. Antonio gathered Rayne in his arms and carried her to his bed. This time he wanted to sleep beside her. He knew the next morning would be almost impossible to bear, but having Rayne tucked in beside him gave him comfort. Antonio saw the emotion in her eyes when she looked at him and he felt a