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Novak, the celebrity who every woman wanted here alone with her—protecting her—his mind and body hers to explore in this remote location that was every girl’s fantasy.
    But am I enough?   Am I truly enough for him?   How could I ever be?
    Finally, Jake stopped working.   He stepped inside the cabin and dropped the last box heavily onto the floor and then stripped off his wet shirt, tossing it at his feet and staring directly into Raven’s eyes.
    She felt her mouth dry up.
    Jake was shirtless, his slick chest still rising and falling as he recovered from his efforts.   His abs were tight and smooth and seemed to be beckoning for her to touch his flat stomach, run her fingers over his smooth skin.
    “I need water,” he said, his eyes still focused only on her.
    She could hardly breathe, and her knees were literally weak.   “I’ll—I’ll get you some,” she said, her voice sounding hoarse as she tried to speak clearly despite her excitement.
    “There’s mugs in the kitchen,” he said, “and the tap in the sink should work.”
    Raven walked into the kitchen and opened the old wooden cabinets until she found where the mugs were located.   There were only a handful of them.   She grabbed the biggest mug and then went to the sink and turned the tap on.
    At first, nothing came out and there were simply strange, muted sounds coming from the faucet.   But then, the sounds grew louder and a sputter of brown, murky, rusty water began jetting out in short, erratic bursts.
    Raven made a grimace as she looked at the brown water.
    It didn’t look very drinkable.
    Slowly, though, the water started to flow more regularly and the color changed to normal.   It seemed that the faucet just hadn’t been used in a very long time.   She stuck the mug in and filled it nearly to the brim.
    Then she turned the faucet off and turned to bring it to Jake.   He was waiting for her, still naked from the waist up, and the look in his eyes was the same.   He watched her coming towards him like a lion watching a gazelle.
    He took the mug from her and began drinking from it.   Some of the water poured down his chin and neck as he gulped quickly.   In seconds, he was done.   He swallowed, letting the mug hang down from his hand at his side.   “I needed that,” he said simply.
    “Good.   I’m glad I could at least do something.”   She smiled nervously.   The tension in the air was so thick that she could practically taste it.
    Jake stepped closer to her.   “Are you afraid to be completely alone with me?   No distractions?   Nothing to keep us apart?”
    “I should ask you that question,” she said, but her heart was beating fast enough to give the lie away.
    Jake smirked.   “I’m not afraid.”
    “Neither am I,” she lied again.
    “You wouldn’t be afraid if I ripped your clothes off right here and now, put you on the floor and kissed every inch of your naked body?” he asked.
      “That’s a loaded question.”
    “Yeah, it is.”   Jake dropped the mug on the floor.
    “Hey, we don’t have too many of those,” she said, bending down to pick it up.  
    As she did, Jake grabbed her from behind by the hips.   She stood up straight and his arms encircled her waist, and one hand grabbed her breasts as his lips brushed her neck and then her ear.
    “I can’t take it anymore,” he whispered.   “I want you so fucking bad.”
    “Jake,” she sighed.   “We’ve got a lot to do.   We need a plan.”
    “My plan is to make you come so many times you can’t think straight.”
    She giggled and tried half heartedly to get away, but his biceps expanded against her as he easily controlled her.   Now his lips were far more insistent, and her will to fight was weakening.
    Why am I fighting him off ? She wondered.   Somehow, it just seemed the right thing to do.   What kind of girl just instantly stripped naked and gave in?
    “I don’t even know what we’re doing or how long we’re staying