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she could do but Steven’s bidding. She’d lost all sense of place and self as he touched her face. She knew that she’d do whatever he asked her to as long as he kept touching her. If only he’d kiss her. She wanted to feel that firm hard mouth against her own.
    But he kept teasing her. When he bit her ear, she gasped his name and felt a bolt of pure desire go through her. Her breasts felt fuller, her blood raced through her veins and between her legs she felt moisture as her body readied itself for him.
    Which was ridiculous—she wasn’t about to sleep with Steven Devonshire. Or was she? She might, she thought. Immediately, her mind focused on the potential conflict of interest created by the article. The writer would simply mention that she and Steven…what? Slept together? Sheknew that would hurt the journalistic integrity of the piece, but the article was really more focused on the mothers.
    Before she could ruminate on it any more, she felt his mouth on her neck. He ran a line of kisses down the length of her neck and then at the base she felt the warmth of his tongue. She shuddered again.
    When she’d lost weight, she’d had a reawakening of herself as a woman, but the attention of men had been too much. Now she realized it was the wrong men who had been paying attention to her. Because in Steven’s embrace she felt that she was where she was meant to be.
    He whispered hot, dark words against her skin, which just served to inflame her. She reached for his shoulders, tried to draw him closer to her, but he pulled back.
    “Do not touch me until I tell you to,” he said.
    “Why not?”
    “Because I said so,” he said.
    She dropped her hands to her sides, but had no idea what to do with them. Letting him touch her while she couldn’t touch him was exciting. She felt like this moment was all about her pleasure and all he’d done was kiss her. The wind blew down the street chilly and damp, and she realized they were standing on the side of the road.
    Until that instant all she’d been focused on was his kiss. A kiss she still hadn’t tasted.
    “Let’s get inside the car,” she said.
    “Not until I get my kiss,” Steven said.
    She started to argue but then felt his mouth against her collarbone. He’d brushed the fabric of her shirt out of his way, as he tasted her with short kisses. His mouth was warm and started a fire that raged all the way to her core.
    She had the uncomfortable feeling that she might notbe able to deny him anything. His moved his mouth up the other side of her blouse and then at the base of her neck he suckled her. She shivered and moaned as an ache started at her center.
    She couldn’t believe that he’d turned her into a mass of needing and wanting and she didn’t care. She wanted more of him. She reached up to touch him, but he lifted one eyebrow at her and she knew that if she touched him he’d stop. She moaned and put her hands back down beside her hips.
    He smiled at her. “Good girl. You get a reward for that.”
    She smiled back at him. “Do I get to choose it?”
    He shook his head and brought his mouth down on hers. His kiss was as intense as she’d expected it to be. His mouth was hard on hers and demanded everything she had to give.
    His hands circled her waist and drew her against his body. She felt the hard wall of his chest against her breasts and the hot pressure of his tongue as it penetrated her mouth. She shifted in his arms, trying to get closer to him, but she could only touch him where he let her.
    Her powerlessness—to her own passion and to Steven’s control—was the headiest feeling she’d ever had. His mouth was delicious. His taste was addicting. She wanted so much more than this.
    Everything in her called for her to be with him. She caught his lower lip in between her teeth as he drew his mouth back from hers. He moaned and then changed the embrace so that her lips were caught between his teeth. He sucked her lower lip deeper into his