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shirt from her body, then allowed her to wrench out of his arms.
    “Bastard!” She turned on him, wishing she were as furious as she was trying to be.
    His lips quirked with a smile.
    “I’m hearing everything out of your lips but ‘no’, Terrie,” he growled, his hands going to the clasp of his trousers. “Let me hear you say no. Come on, baby, I dare you.”
    As she stared at him in shock, the rest of his clothes were disposed of. He stood before her gloriously naked, his cock standing out from his body in a hard, thick exclamation of arousal. Terrie’s breath caught. He was hard-packed muscle and thick eager lust.
    “This is insanity,” she gasped, her breasts heaving as his gaze watched the hard-tipped mounds with sexual intensity.
    She could feel the weight of the ring in her nipple and her clit, rasping against the sensitivity of each area.
    “No, waiting this long was insanity,” he growled. “Waiting on you to forget Thomas’s stupidity and to see how desperately I’ve craved you was insanity. I’m about to get real damned smart and do something about it now.”
    “And if I don’t want it?” she questioned desperately. Like that was going to happen in this lifetime.
    “Oh, you want it,” he told her, stalking closer to her as she backed away from him uneasily. “That pretty, barecunt of yours is glistening with how bad you want it. And I’m more than happy to give it to you.”
    She knew he was right, but damn him, he didn’t have to be so sure of himself.
    “You should wait until it’s offered,” she said, trying to sneer.
    He laughed. A low, deep vibration of humor that speared through hercunt . Oh hell, she thought, she was a goner. She backed away further as he came too close, only to bump against the bed with a gasp. He stopped, inches from her, staring down at her with naked, carnal intent as he reached around her. Her eyes widened as he glanced down at the silk stockings he held in his hand. Stockings she had left there the day before after removing them.
    Terrie swallowed tightly. She was afraid to know what was going through his mind at that moment.
    “Get on the bed,” he ordered her roughly.
    Her eyes narrowed on him. The blood was rushing through her system from the chase, the arousal, the forbidden potency of his dominance.
    “Make me,” she snarled. She wasn’t in the mood to submit to anything.
    Uh oh. Satisfaction lit his eyes in a blaze of lust so intense it nearly seared her.
    “I can,” he assured her, his voice dark, sexy. “But you can never go back, Terrie. Once you get a taste of the forbidden, you’ll only need more.”
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    And he was forbidden. She stared up at him, sensual terror washing over her in waves. Could she handle him? She had always known she couldn’t, so what the hell was she doing here now?
    As she watched him, he turned from her abruptly, striding quickly to her dresser. Terrie’s eyes widened as he started pulling out drawers, one after the other, until he found what he wanted. The breath left her body when he turned back to her, another pair of her silk stockings gripped in his hand.
    She swallowed tightly.
    “Get on the bed,” he ordered her again.
    “Like I said; make me.” She braced her body for the struggle to come.
    Hercunt was aflame, burning her with need. Sexual intent filled his expression—dark, glittering with purpose as he stared at her, gauging her mood. Then, he smiled again.
    Terrie darted away from the bed. She would be damned if she would make it easy for him. But just as she feared, there was little fight involved. His arms came around her, his heavier, muscular body controlling her easily as she struggled against him. She kicked out at him, gasping as her hands went to the hard arms encircling her waist as he wrestled her to the bed.
    She cursed; Jesse only chuckled. He threw her to the bed, dodging her fists and her half-hearted kicks as