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on. Fresh and clean like this you’re a goddamn ex-con’s wet dream.”
    O-kay. Her mind reeled. She’d been way off. Way off. Painfully happy about that, she stepped closer to him. Was she this ex-con’s wet dream? She paused when she saw his reaction to her movement. Had he been a cat, his back would have been up, and his tail would have been in the shape of a toilet brush. Going to the left, she circled around to his side, giving him a wide berth, as one would with a spooked animal.
    “So, you…like it? You like me ?” Do you want me? Will you take me?
    He ground his jaw and made a rough sound at the back of his throat. “About as much as all your other boys.”
    Heat climbed her neck, and a self-derisive laugh escaped her. “I don’t have any boys, Josh.”
    His gaze flipped over to lock with hers. “Say again?”
    Unsure where this conversation was going, but anxious to lead it in the direction she knew was right for them, Tish got over her reticence and grew a set.
    “I don’t have any boys,” she repeated, opening her expression so he could read the truth there. She hated that she was slightly embarrassed for having morals. Though it hadn’t been her morals so much as her complete lack of interest in any male—that wasn’t this one—that had kept her from experimenting. She forced herself not to drop her eyes but continued to look up at him through her lashes—old habits die hard. “Or, I guess I could say, no boys have ever had me.” Oh, God. Did she just admit that?
    “You just offered to let me fuck you because I need the release after so long inside. Plus you’re almost twenty, and you’re gonna tell me no lucky sonofabitch has popped your cherry yet?”
    The flutter in her belly grew in strength as she shook her head.
    “Anyone grabbed that sweet ass in his hands and held you just right so he could feast on your pussy?”
    Her mouth fell open and she knew her eyes had gone wide. Her breathing changed as the act, which starred them, came alive in her mind. She shook her head.
    “Played with those gorgeous tits? Sucked on your pretty nipples? Split your pussy lips open and fingered your little slit?”
    “Oh, God,” she whispered, shocked to the bone to hear him speak to her like that. But at the same time lust was pouring into her body, turning that flutter into an aching clench rooted deep between her legs. She shook her head vigorously. “No. No one. Not ever. But if you have the urge to play with my body like that, I’ll let you.”
    He turned and made her jump when he hammered his fist into the door three times. “You don’t say that to a man fresh out of prison, Tish!” he roared. “Especially a man who’s known you half your goddamn life and shouldn’t even have your tits and ass on his radar!”
    She went to raise her hand but caught herself at the last minute. She wanted to pacify him even as she riled him up. The way his breaths were chuffing from his wide chest was almost alarming. It was also the sexiest thing ever . “But, I want to be with you because I know you. I’ve…” Dare she? Dare she tell him how she felt? Her decision was quick to come. “I’ve wanted you to touch me and do those things to me for so long. Now that you’re here, you can.”
    “No. I. Can’t,” he ground out between clenched teeth.
    Grr. “Why?”
    “Because it wouldn’t be right. You’re my best friend’s niece. He’s my VP, and you’re a little fucking girl!” He spun to face her, straightening to his full height so that he was once more towering over her. “You’re still a goddamn teenager! I’m thirty-eight. That’s plenty old enough for me to know better than to lust after a goddamn little girl! ”
    To Tish, age was just a number. She’d grown up so long ago she didn’t even know when she ceased being a child. At five, seven, at age nine when her mom had OD’d?
    Struggling to take yet another “no, thanks” on the chin, she felt something begin to harden inside