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dreamers. Just the sex. And that I can give you plenty of.”
    Her heart wasn’t breaking, Morganna assured herself as she stared back at him. The pain splintering her soul wasn’t the result of the cold, unemotional declaration he had just made.
    “And you think all I want is the sex?” she asked him, fighting to cover her pain as she watched him with a bitterness she knew she couldn’t hide.
    For a moment, compassion flashed in his eyes.
    “You’re young,” he said. “You think the nasty little games you’re involved in have something to do with your heart? That hunger inside you is a search for love? It’s not.” He dropped his arms from his chest and paced closer, wrapping her in his warmth and his own bitterness. “Don’t make that mistake,” he whispered as he moved behind her, his chest pressing against her back as he lifted his hands to draw her hair back from her neck.
    “Forget it.” She jerked from him again, pacing several feet away from him before turning back to face him. “It doesn’t work that way, Clint. If you didn’t notice earlier, I already have a lover. Why would I need you?”
    Craig wasn’t her lover. It was a role they played, nothing more.
    Clint laughed at her declaration. “He’s never touched you.” He shook his head knowingly. “He’s never tied you down and driven you crazy with his touch. He’s never spanked that tight little ass or fucked it. I’d bet my life on it.”
    Morganna felt her face flame, first with embarrassment, then with a need that bordered on violence. The image of her strapped to the bed in that room as Clint did all those things to her had her nearly climaxing in anticipation.
    “God, your nipples just spiked beneath that shirt you’re wearing,” he said, staring. “You want it, baby. And you’ll get it. But I’ll get what I want first.”
    “Not in this lifetime,” she snapped, turning and heading for the door. “Take your threats and shove them—”
    She made it to the door; her hand even gripped the knob asecond before a hard, forceful body pinned her against the metal panel. Her breath slammed from her chest at the feel of his erection pressing into her lower back, the sound of his breathing, hard and rough at her ear.
    “You think you’re just going to walk out of here?” His hands gripped her wrists, forcing them above her head until he could grip both with his long fingers.
    “Stop this, Clint.”
    “Not on your life, Morganna,” his voice rumbled at her ear a second before his teeth gripped the lobe with a heated little nip.
    What his teeth were doing was nothing compared to where his other hand had moved. To her thigh. He was pushing her skirt above her legs, his palm sliding over sensitive flesh until it cupped the hot, damp core weeping with need.
    “Damn, you’re soaking wet.” His voice was almost a groan as she whimpered, pressing her head into the door and fighting for control. “You like to push me, don’t you? How many years have you been doing this, Morganna? Pushing me, growing wet and hot every time we’ve fought? Almost as wet as I am hard. You’ve been making my dick hard for nearly ten years now.”
    His fingers were burrowing beneath the elastic of her panties, uncaring when it snapped from the force. Morganna didn’t care, either. Using one foot between hers, he forced her legs wider as his fingers moved to the saturated folds of flesh he found there.
    Bare, smooth, recently waxed, every sensitive cell of her flesh shouted in pleasure as his fingers ran through the narrow slit, circled her swollen clit, then slid back to the aching entrance of her vagina.
    She arched against him, frantic now as pleasure seared her nerve endings. It would take so little to bring release, a release that she knew for a while would ease the aching knot of hunger that burned for him.
    “So sweet and hot,” he whispered, his mouth moving tothe sensitive cord of her neck as his fingers massaged the small opening,