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surrounding
    his fingers spasm, felt her juices spurt around them.
    "Damn you, you're hot!" He bit her neck, just
like a damned freaking vampire. Just bit right into it and
    sent her eyes rolling back in her head again as a shudder
tore through her.
    Her hips jerked, working her sex on his fingers as she felt
the explosion just a breath away. Just a frickin'
    breath. It was so close she could feel it, taste it, smell
it.
    "Oh, it's not that easy," he snarled, his fingers
stilling inside her, just filling her, holding her on the edge of
    a precipice that was painful.
    "Would be," she panted. "If you wouldn't be
such a jackass !" She just wanted to come. It wasn't
like
    she wanted national secrets or something. Hell, she already
had those.
    His smile was tight, hard. His hair, mussed from her
fingers, fell around his dark tanned face, his lips
    swollen from her kisses.
    He looked like the dominant male he was. A sexually
dominant, fierce and forceful, take-all-control
    kinda guy. He wasn't going to let a lover control her
sexuality or his. That was his prerogative, and by
     
    God if he didn't know how to do it. Not exactly her normal
taste, but he had become a craving.
    "What are you doing here, Kira?" He stroked her,
inside, just the sweetest, most delicious rubbing of her
    internal muscles with the tips of his fingers.
    Shiverlicious. She shivered and gasped and grew wetter, it
was just that damned good.
    "Business. Working." She tried to breathe. Hell,
breathing was overrated anyway. If she held her breath,
    just held it, she could almost fall off the edge from those
rasping little strokes inside her pussy.
    "Working huh?" He bent and ran his tongue over a
stiff nipple. "You do remember how I punish liars,
    don't you?"
    Was that really her moaning like she wanted to be punished?
Oh hell no, couldn't be. She didn't play
    those games, and she wasn't into any kind of submission.
Until it came to Ian. Her butt clenched, she
    couldn't help it. And she knew he felt it. She knew she
felt his knowing chuckle against her nipple.
    "Bite me," she groaned. She didn't order or snap.
Nope, she groaned, like a helpless whimpering little
    submissive begging for her master's touch.
    "Where?" His teeth rasped over her nipple.
    "That works."
    He bit her. Not too hard. Just enough. He closed his teeth
on her nipple just enough for her to feel the
    pleasure/pain.
    Sweet Holy Mother . . . She arched, bearing down on the
fingers filling her, and thought for certain she
    would go off like fireworks from that alone.
    God help her, she needed to orgasm.
    "Might as well answer me." He blew another breath
over the tight, tormented peak. "What are you up
    to, Trouble?"
    "Trouble," she agreed, a moan filling the word as
his fingers shifted inside her, reached higher and found
    the most amazing little bunch of nerve endings. Hell, where
had those come from? That wasn't the
    G-spot, it might even be better than the G-spot.
    The I-spot. The Ian spot.
    "Oh God, just let me come," she panted, her hands
tightening in his hair as her breathing became harder,
    rougher.
    "Tell me," he whispered, but despite his seeming
determination, he wasn't unaffected.
    Kira stared into his eyes and saw the near black irises,
the burgundy glow of lust, and the flush mantling
    his cheekbones. Heavy sensuality shaped his lips and gave
his gaze a drowsy, wicked appearance.
    "I swear on my uncle's bank account. Business. Just business.
Now get me off, dammit." She tried to
    writhe beneath him, tried to go that last little sensation
into orgasm without his help.
     
    "Goddamn you!"
    Before Kira could react his fingers had slid from her body,
jerked from beneath her pants, and he was
    jackknifing from the bed to glare at her as he stood over
her.
    And there she lay, panting, her nipples standing as
straight and tall as the imperial guard and her vagina
    still gushing with need.
    "Tease!" She rolled to the other side of the bed,
sat on the edge, and jerked her boots off first,