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out in the shadows to stare at the sexy bartender standing only a few feet away.
    Alex leaned against the opposite counter. His pinstriped button-down shirt was open over the snug green cotton tee covering his muscular chest. Faded blue jeans dipped low across his belly, pulled lower by the thumbs he’d shoved through his belt loops. His button down fly bulged over a magnificent erection. It swelled larger beneath Emory’s frank appraisal until the fabric was straining to burst open.
    His low chuckle raised the hairs on the back of her neck and released a gush of creamy fluid from her pussy. One tanned hand left his belt to rest on the bulge in his crotch. The black carbide ring adorning his middle finger gleamed in the overhead lights as he stroked himself, lightly teasing the area where the head of his cock was outlined against the worn fabric.
    “Do you like to be watched?” She knew when the words passed her lips that she was insane for voicing them.
    “That all depends on who’s enjoying the show.”
    Emory’s mouth went dry when Alex pulled open the first button of his fly. The others followed with a muted popping noise. His shaft sprang free. The thatch of close-cropped hair at the base was golden, darker than the hair curling over his forehead.
    She swallowed, trying and failing to gain back control of her nervous system. Her hands gripped the edge of the bar, the wood biting deeply into her palms as she watched Alex palm the hard length of his dick and pull it free of his jeans. It seemed to shiver and swell beneath the combined attention of his hand and her eyes, the dusky skin stretching until its length bobbed near his navel. Emory’s mouth watered and her spinning thoughts wondered idly what his sweet skin would taste like if she took all that hardness in her mouth.
    “Do you like to watch, Emory?” His tone was mesmerizing.
    Unable to speak, she nodded mutely and tried to catch a full breath. There was nothing else for her but this moment—no past, no darkness, nothing but the sight of this beautiful man.
    “So you like what you see?”
    Another nod, her head felt as if it were somehow disconnected from her body. Alex stroked his length, pumping his hand once, twice, three times. A bead of jeweled liquid crested the head of his cock, and she longed to reach out and feel its satiny texture, to taste his sweet salt essence.
    “Is this why you came to Phoenix Rising?” Alex’s voice grew harder, his words pushing at her. “Is this what you were looking for?”
    Emory finally found her words. “I don’t know. I just want to move on.”
    “Then maybe you should keep on moving.”
    Deeply stung by his words, Emory snapped out of the waking coma Alex had induced. But before she could open her mouth to ask what he’d meant, a woman she didn’t recognize slipped behind the bar and approached him.
    Tall, svelte, and voluptuous, with short, spiky blond hair, she wore a shimmery black skirt that barely reached the tops of her legs. Black fishnet stockings were anchored to each thigh by red bows attached to her black garters. A tight top accentuated her narrow waist and her cleavage heaved with every breath she took.
    “All this for me, baby?” she murmured. “You spoil me.”
    Alex’s blue gaze focused on Emory, and a caustic smile kicked up one corner of his mouth right before the blonde sank to her knees, wrapped both hands around his shaft, and took his hard length all the way to the back of her throat. Emory bit her lower lip until it bled. The swirling thoughts and emotions in her head were too much to process. Instant hatred for the blond woman on her knees swept Emory in a tidal wave so fierce it swallowed the darkness whole. She leaped down from the barstool and got out as fast as she could.
     

Chapter Four
     
     
    Alex watched in satisfaction as the pixie fled the bar as if the floor were on fire. Hopefully his intimidation tactics would make certain she wouldn’t be back until she grew