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in
here?”
    He
shrugged as he moved forward. With a flick of his hand, the light switch was
flipped and the room was instantly much brighter. She blinked against the
sudden change. Sebastian fared much better. Once her vision adjusted, she could
see that he wore dark shades. He was dressed in dark blue jeans and a black T-shirt
with an album cover on it that she didn’t recognize. His long hair was loose
about his broad shoulders. “Simple,” he said, stopping in front of her. “I told
them I was your boyfriend.”
    “Oh,
well, that makes sense.” Friday was a day when everyone was lax. IOP was
guarded twenty-four hours a day, but the guards changed shifts for the evenings
and the weekends. The regular guards were not such sticklers on Fridays or when
it was close to five on any given day. But it didn’t explain how he found her
apartment or how he got inside without an access card key. “I was just thinking
about you.”
    He
grinned. “I haven’t been able to forget you either.”
    She
frowned. “I needed to talk to you. Something came up at work about your—”
    “I’m
not interested in that.”
    “But
you need to…” She halted as he pushed his shades up, revealing glowing silver
irises. Inhaling, she backed up a step. If it was possible, his grin widened.
“B-bastian?”
    “Yes?”
    The
significance of his presence in her apartment hit her. He’d been adamant about
not coming to IOP for treatment. She hadn’t forgotten his story about the
violin and his warning about coming for her. “No. We’re not doing that again.
We can try a regular connection.”
    He
rolled his eyes. “Why must you waste my time?”
    “There
are protocols that must be followed—”
    He
grabbed her hands. “There.” He squeezed. “Nothing. Now can we do this my way?”
    “You
didn’t even try. You’re not glowing so it’s not as dire as last time.” Well,
other than his eyes. “We should be able to do this the normal way.”
    “Maybe
I don’t want to.” He gripped her hips and slid his hands around to cup her
buttocks. His palms were hot through the thin cotton of her panties. Hauling
her in as close as she would allow, he groaned. “I definitely don’t want to.
And if you were honest with yourself, you’d admit that you don’t want to
either.”
    Despite
her arms acting as a bracket between his chest and hers, he buried his face in
her neck and inhaled. She shivered, her pussy clenching, as he nibbled and
sucked the sensitive skin there. He rolled his hips against hers, letting her
know exactly how aroused he was, and her limbs went weak. Oh, hell , she
thought. She was in trouble. Maybe if she had a boyfriend it would be easier to
resist him. When she’d become such a sex fiend, she didn’t know, but the man
made her feel like an addict. She was wet and needy. More than once, she’d
brought herself off thinking about their night together.
    When
his lips sought hers, she didn’t deny him. The kiss was hot and deep, making
her moan. He undid her bra and pushed her panties down even as their tongues
continued to duel. They were falling. The bed caught them. His limbs
intertwined with hers. His large hands seemed to be everywhere, tugging on her
nipples, arching her spine, spreading her thighs. He stroked her clit and
plunged his fingers into her pussy and then used her juices to tease her some
more.
    She
heard his zipper release. He shoved his pants down and then his cock was poised
at her opening. “You want this?”
    “Yes,”
she gasped. The word hadn’t fully left her mouth before he was plunging deep.
She wrapped her legs around his hips. He was completely dressed while she was
naked and open to him. The denim of his jeans was rough against her thighs as
he fucked her. His cotton T-shirt rasped against her nipples, keeping them
tight and hard for him. She slid her hands into his long hair and pulled him
down for a kiss. The walls here were thick, but she didn’t want to chance her
neighbor hearing