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into the gates of a house she could only describe as a brick mansion the enormity of the kind of man she was with hit her. She wasn’t insecure or a shamed of being a small business owner or someone raised in a low income environment, but she couldn’t help but question what she was doing with such a man.
    “Hey, you still with me?” He cupped her chin and guided her gaze in his direction.
    “Um…sure.” Feeling nervous, she licked her lips.
    “You still want to do this?” His thumb brushed along her bottom lip, twice, as his shadowed gaze held hers. “As I said before. I won’t force you, but I want you more than anyone I’ve wanted before.”
    Hearing the rich, rough timbre of his voice and seeing the need reflected in his eyes, it pushed her over the edge. “I want this.”
    His exhale was hard and muffled as it filled her mouth on the hard kiss her gave her. When they were able to drag their lips apart he didn’t waste time in getting them out of the car.
    “Let’s go.” He pushed a button on his visor that closed the gates at the end of the drive. Once he was out of the car, he walked over to her door and opened it.
    She took the hand he held out, offering her assistance from the vehicle. As they walked up the path to his front door, she liked the way he linked his fingers through her own. It made her feel protected, cared for and brought an intimacy to the evening she didn’t expect.
    “Welcome to my home.” He released her hand as he allowed her to step along the cream-colored marble floor.
    The place took her breath away. The entrance and formal living room to the right reminded her of a museum with all of its large paintings on the wall and stiff back furnishing but the family room on the left of the foyer was carpeted with plush dark furniture and a fireplace. It practically invited a person to take their shoes off and step into it.
    Beyond it, she could see an archway that led into a dining room.
    “Would you like a tour?” He whispered in her ear as heat and strength surrounded her as he stepped behind her. Just his lips touched her ear, but his presence still seemed to envelop her.
    She leaned back into him. As wonderful as it would have been to let him stroll her through the luxury, taking in the opulence of one room after the other, there was only thing she wanted right now. One reason she’d come there. “No. I want you to finish what you started in the gardens.”
    The sound that came from him, as he fastened his arms around her waist and buried his face in the curve of her neck was practically animalistic, a growl. He stood there for a long moment, holding her body against his.
    “Zachary…” She called out his name, questioning, not sure why he was delaying. “Are you okay?”
    “Oh, yes. Just trying to compose myself. Keep from ripping your dress off you and taking you on the stairs.”
    She glanced at the spiral staircase before her. The marble of the foyer continued up them. It made them look cold and uninviting as a bed for sex. However, the way her body throbbed with desire for this man, she’d let him take her anywhere. “You don’t hear me complaining do you?”
    He whipped her around to face him. “Damn, woman, you are going to be the death of me.” Sweeping her up in his arms, he moved forward and carried her up the steps.
    She laughed as he took them two at a time, proof of the urgency that consumed him. Leaning in, she kissed him from his chin, to his ear. There she nipped the lobe and sucked it into her mouth before releasing him and licking along the side of his neck.
    In her past relationships, she’d never been the aggressor. She’d participated, but allowed the guys to take the lead. Even the last time she and Zac were together he had pursued her. When an unexpected kiss on a balcony ended with them stumbling into a dark bedroom and his taking her against the wall while others partied on the other side of a wall, Zac had still dominated the encounter. Now