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kiss. As our tongues explored one another, she wrapped her legs through mine, our hands roughly exploring each other. Her soft moans and sighs filled the room as I was consumed by hunger for her and the eager touch of her hands.
    I lifted her, carrying her to the bed. I sat her on the edge and pushed her back, leaning over her, our mouths fused together. Breaking the kiss, my lips trailed down her neck, to her breasts, giving each one attention before moving down her stomach and below. I pushed her thighs open, and my mouth finished the job my hand had begun. Her fingers dug into my shoulders as she writhed beneath me, and when she trembled against my mouth, I felt like I'd climbed Mt. Everest. Giving her pleasure was my new addiction.
    When I slid back up her body, she wrapped her legs around my hips and tried to draw me into her. I resisted, lying down beside her and pulling her to me. But she wasn't finished. She began kissing me, more gently this time, as her hands roamed over my chest and down. When she reached for me, I almost came in her hand, and in just a few minutes, I did just that.
    Dammit. I can't wait to get her alone in that hotel room.

 
    Chapter 11
    Jenna
    Tonight, I'm going for sexy but not slutty. You know, hot but not hoochie. Not that I care what anyone thinks, but I do have some self-respect. In the morning, we leave for Asheville, but we still have to survive the night together first.
    What started out as me wanting to teach Eric a lesson has turned into a quest to make our first time together really special, something neither of us will ever forget. I love that boy, and he's going to know just how much after this weekend.
    I want what Quincy and Brody have, that kind of passion that becomes palpable, so thick in the air that you can almost taste it. That boy watches her, his eyes never leaving her for long, like he's worshipping at the altar of Quincy Priest. Anyone with eyes could see how he feels about her, and I'm really surprised more of the brothers haven't figured it out.
    I want that. Well, except for the sneaking around part.
    I'll give Eric a pass on this whole bet thing. To be honest, I don't even care about it. This is about having a little fun with the guy I love, and maybe creating something beautiful.
    Quincy helped me choose the perfect outfit to drive Eric wild. I know he loves my boots, but tonight, I'm going for something irresistible, something that will make his mouth water the minute he lays eyes on me. My pink-painted toenails are perfectly displayed by the five inch silver strappy sandals I chose to torture him with. If they don't make him envision all kinds of kinky scenarios, nothing will.
    Leaving my shoulder length hair down, I apply very little make-up. I add some pink to my lips and smile at myself in the mirror. Underneath, I'm wearing a black lace bra and panties that I know will blow his mind. Black is his favorite color.
    For one insane moment, I contemplate ditching the panties, and then, I laugh out loud when I imagine what Eric would do when he made the discovery. It's a tempting idea, but in the end, I keep the panties on. You never know when you might fall victim to a wardrobe malfunction.
    Quincy and I are meeting the guys at Club Bliss, and like me, she's dressed to impress. I watch as she nervously fidgets in front of the mirror, checking her hair for the twentieth time. She chews on a fingernail, and I resist the urge to jerk her hand out of her mouth. Standing there, looking like she might throw up, she is stunning. I mean, so natural, so poised, that she's absolutely beautiful. Of course, she'd never see that.
    Sometimes, we can be so blinded by our own insecurities that we can't possibly see what others see, can't possibly believe someone else loves us for who we are and nothing more. I'm happy and, quite honestly, relieved that she's made a decision. Sure, Brody is a risk and Declan is safe, but life isn't worth living if you never take risks. I mean, how