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casually noted, discarding the condom and reaching for a decanter of liquor on a nearby table. "I have no intention of coming in you for selfish reasons of my own. Would you like some?" Swiveling around, he held up the decanter. " It's sherry, I'm afraid."
    "You're too cavalier about this, Redvers . And I don't know if I want a drink."
    "Jack, and if you want to come again, let me know."
    "I don't think so."
    But he noticed she didn't move from her languorous pose, and when he handed her a glass of sherry, she took it.
    He lifted his glass to her in salute a moment later. "Tempted?"
    "I can't afford to be tempted." She spoke like a teacher might to a recalcitrant pupil.
    A mischievous gleam appeared in Jack's eyes. "Such little faith."
    "In a man with your reputation? I think I have good reason to be skeptical."
    "I don't have children."
    "That you know of."
    "I'd know. They'd ask for money."
    She made a moue. "So cynical."
    He shrugged, not about to disagree about his cynicism.
    "Well, you don't have to worry about me asking for your money."
    "I'm not. It's your anxieties I'm trying to assuage." Reaching over, he lightly trailed his fingertip up her calf.
    "That's high enough."
    He politely stopped. "Is your pussy still throbbing?"
    "No."
    But she'd answered too quickly, her gaze evasive. "Let me see," he murmured, sliding his hand over her knee, his warm palm coming to rest on her lower thigh.
    "I'd rather you didn't." Her smile held a restive constraint. "For safety's sake."
    "This can't be dangerous. Relax." He slipped his hand between her thighs. "How does this feel?"
    "I don't feel anything," she lied, knowing she shouldn't allow him to touch her, knowing a simple brush of his hand was disastrous to her resolve.
    "How about this?" He slid his middle finger over her swollen labia with infinite delicacy and he could feel the muscles of her thighs clench. "Let me take that glass," he murmured, lifting it from her hand, continuing the bewitching massage, promise in the enchanting drift of his finger. "You're really wet," he said a few moments later, kneeling beside the couch, the liquid evidence of her arousal drenching his fingers. "Why don't I let you come?"
    Mute against her mortifying desires, shamed by her wanton response, she raised her hips, incapable of defense against her longing, against his consummate skill. He seemed to know exactly where to touch her, how lightly, how slowly, how deeply. She moaned as his fingers sank knuckle deep inside her.
    She arched upward against his hand, wanting more, seeking surcease. Spreading her legs wider, he bent his head, ran his tongue over her throbbing labia, found the swollen tip of her clitoris.
    She cried out.
    His lips closed over the taut, erectile nub and he gently suckled, his fingers still buried deep inside her.
    The passage of time seemed momentarily arrested as riveting sensation bombarded her brain. Her vagina pulsed, throbbed, roused to fever pitch, his mouth so artful and pleasing on her clitoris, she was panting, seconds from climax. And then he bit, lightly, delicately, as if he knew how to push her over the edge and she died away in a sweet flood of pleasure.
    After a lengthy interval, her lashes slowly lifted and, searching for Jack, she saw him lounging in a chair near the fire.
    "That was safe enough, 1 trust ?" he amiably said.
    "You needn't look so smug."
    "Am contraire. Far from feeling smug, I'm horny as hell and not sure how far my courtesy extends."
    "I'm sorry. I wish I could help, but—" His splendid penis lured her gaze, the erect length extending past his navel.
    "Maybe we could negotiate something," Jack murmured, aware of her gaze, not sure he was capable of gentlemanly behavior for long.
    "I can't take the risk."
    "How can I assure you of my trustworthiness?"
    "You can't." But she could almost feel him inside her as she gazed at him, the swollen veins of his erection prominent in the firelight, her strange new psyche inattentive to everything