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fiery need in her body. "No," it was the only word she could
barely whisper. Speech was conquered by sexual need.
    In one quick movement, Jason swooped her up into his arms
and carried her to the bed. Her body melted with his as she danced her tongue
in the depths of his mouth.
    She needed more, she needed to feel his skin. Hastily, she
pulled his shirt up over his head and ran her hands down his chest. Relishing
in how smooth and sleek his skin felt against her fingertips, each muscle
clearly defined. Sexual attraction took on a whole new meaning.
    Jason moaned as he kissed her deeper, lowering her down onto
the mattress below. With movements as graceful and gentle as before, Jason
removed each item of Taylor's clothing. Her body screamed for him, her heart
demanded, and her soul ached for him to take her. Her mind swirled as he placed
soft kisses everywhere her clothes had once been. Pleasure escalated with every
touch and with every moment she laid beneath his weight.
    "I'm so glad you came over, so glad you wanted this,"
he said breathlessly.
    Taylor froze, passion being replaced by confusion. "What?
You think I came over to...?"
    She lusted Jason in every way, no question about that. But
she did not want him to think she came over with the intention of having sex
with him. For some reason, she did not want him to have the power of knowing
how much he drove her wild. It drove her crazy that he had the upper hand.
    Jason tried to hush her as he placed soft kisses along her
neck. "Shhh... it's okay. I want this. I want you."
    Taylor pressed against his chest with the palm of her hand. "Wait,
I came over here to see where the spare sheets were stored. You were the
one who kissed me."
    Jason stopped kissing and sat up, still straddling her with
his muscled thighs. "Only because you came over to seduce me."
    Taylor gasped and wiggled her way from underneath his
weight. "I most certainly did not!" She scrambled to find her
clothes, now mortified that she was naked in front of him.
    He grabbed her panties and dangled them from his finger in
front of her. With a smirk, he teased, "Yes, you did."
    She snatched her panties and the rest of her clothes and
quickly made her way to the exit. Completely nude, she turned around to face
him. "Do you like what you see? Well, this is the last time you'll ever
get that pleasure!"
    With heat radiating from her body, both from passion and
embarrassment, Taylor made her hasty escape.

Chapter Seven
     
     
    "Son of a Bitch," Jason grumbled under his breath.
    He made his way back to his bed and laid his head on the
pillow that once had Taylor's flowing bronze curls sprawled out over it. He
could still smell her scent, delicious and exotic. He tossed the pillow to the
floor and propped up his head with his arm. He had to get that crazy woman out of
his head. His mind filled with images of what could have been. Visions of what
very well could have been the best night of his life.
    She was the most frustrating woman he had ever met. Yet his
body screamed out for her. She was intriguing, interesting, and sexier than
anyone he had ever been blessed to see. God, she was stunning.
    One moment he wanted to throw her over his knee and paddle
her ass into submission, and the next to thrust his manhood into her luscious
body. When Taylor was around, his mind blurred with a mixture of emotions.
Aggravation for one, but pure indescribable hunger seemed to conquer all.
    Was bringing her here a wise choice? He knew having someone
in Mandy's life was needed. She needed a friend and a confidant during this
time and life transition. So much was going to happen and change, that Mandy
really required someone around to help guide her. But was Taylor the right
choice? Jason tossed and turned in his bed, trying desperately to solve all the
questions in his mind. Sleep was futile.
    Jason stood up and made his way to the window. Looking out
at the moonlight cast on the open land, he could not help but feel a sense