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Kitty smirked. “That’s not exactly the ambiance I
had in mind for our first time.”
    He opened his mouth as if to speak. They
were both startled by the ringing of the starting gate and the call of the
track announcer, “They’re off.”
    Kitty jumped to her feet to stand
alongside Jared. He wrapped an arm around her and held her tight. Was he afraid
she was going to escape during the race? Not likely.
    She laughed as Jared’s horse moved
to the front. She crossed her fingers, willing it not to look back. To her
surprise, number three continued increasing her lead over the pack. By the time
they reached the eight-pole, there was no doubt about the outcome. Number three
won by seven lengths.
    “Hot damn,” Jared said, smiling
broadly and taking her in his arms. “You are a lucky charm. She’s good,
but I’ve never seen her that good.”
    Kitty kept her eyes open as his
mouth settled over hers. His were watching her with renewed intensity. She
parted her lips and drew his tongue into her mouth. His hands cupped her jean-clad
butt. This was intoxicating. She broke away, noting his surprise as well as her
own. Their first kiss—what had she expected, something dull? The earth might
not have been thrown off its axis, but to look at Jared, he might’ve
been, and she wasn’t at all certain about herself. She almost suggested they go
find that horse stall.
    “Do you want to see any more races?”
she asked, squeezing his fingers.
    He shook his head. His eyes
twinkled. “What did you have in mind?”
    “Do you have a car?”
    “No, I came by limo.”
    “I’ll drive.”
    “I’m staying at the Drake.”
    “We’re not going there.” She rose on
her toes and kissed his chin. “It’s time for me to collect my reward.”
    “Reward?”
    “You didn’t think good luck charms
came without a price?”
    He tipped back his head and
chortled. “And you’re going to exact payment, whether I’m willing or not.”
    She shook her head. “Oh,” she said,
looking as innocent as she could, “I do plan on being fair about this. I expect
you won’t be disappointed with your just desserts.”
    “Jesus,” Jared growled, breaking
their bantering spell. “Let’s get the hell out of here. How long will it take
to get to your place?”
    “And I thought you were a patient
man. My house is only about twenty minutes from here.” She eyed his bulging
jeans. “Thank goodness my car has bucket seats. Can’t have you pawing me while I’m
driving. Besides, you can keep your eyes peeled for cops.”
    “One eye,” he corrected her. “The
other is going to watch carefully to see if your nipples can grow any larger.”
     
    Fifteen minutes from the time they
got into her Mercedes, they were clambering out of the car. Kitty fumbled with
her keys but finally succeeded unlocking the front door. She led Jared into her
grand entryway and closed the door on the outside world.
     “Welcome to my house,” she said,
leaning against the door. She reached out and traced the length of his
mustache. “Would you like a tour?”
    He shook his head. His eyes darkened.
“Not of the house. Later.”
    She undid the top button of his
shirt. “Would you like a drink?”
    Again he shook his head and kept his
gaze on her fingers as they moved to the next button. She watched him and undid
one more button before lowering her head to nibble on his chest hairs.
    “Damn,” he muttered into her hair, “this
is as good a spot as any.”
    She chuckled against his chest as he
tried with little success to slip his fingers inside the back of her jeans. She
reached between them to undo the snap. His hands immediately seized the
advantage, sliding under her panties to cradle her rear. His fingers kneaded
her butt cheeks and she purred against his pecs.
    She used both hands to work on his
buckle. This was proving to be a damn good spot. He might as well learn right
away she didn’t require lace and frills, not that she didn’t enjoy them from
time to