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tapped her foot in annoyance--truthfully more annoyed by her reaction to him than by him. “In my culture if you want to get to know someone better, you ask them out on a proper date. You take them someplace nice--dinner, music, picnics, and plays--nice places to do nice, civilized things. You don’t just show up in their bed uninvited!”
    “Mm, briallen , is this place not nice?” Quinn’s voice neared an agonizingly mischievous pout. He came before her, taking a bold step as he lifted his hand to brush over her neck. “And, believe me, what I have in mind to do will be a very nice thing to do. I promise that you’ll enjoy yourself so much that you’ll be screaming out my name for more.”
    His touch was warm, his eyes just as much so. Heat, pure and intense, washed over her from his glancing fingers. Her lips parted for breath. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, as he held her transfixed with his bright blue eyes. He was really a handsome man with a kind, laughing face. His features weren’t too hard and defined--not like his brothers, but neither were they too soft. His body, on the other hand, was defined, toned, and gorgeous. It moved with relaxed grace and she could easily see him lounging before a fire, as warm and comfortable to snuggle into as a thick blanket.
    “Let me pleasure you, Dr. Elliot. Say yes to me. Let me make love to you right here on this bed.” His mouth drew closer. “Or the bath, the floor, the couch, wherever and however you wish it.”
    “No,” she whispered, weak. His mouth hovered close to hers for a moment. Her eyes began to drift closed, waiting in anticipation for that contact.
    “Oh, very well, Dr. Elliot.” Quinn moved his hand away and stepped back. She didn’t close her eyes, as she stood before him, panting for breath. A heavy sigh left him. “Get some rest. I’ll see you tomorrow.
    We can discuss this more then.”
    A small sound of strangled disappointment came from the back of her throat. Her lips moved in protest, but he was already turned around and walking toward the door. She couldn’t help it as her eyes dipped over the strong line of his spine to his hard butt. This man was just too much.
    “There’s nothing to discuss, your ... prince-liness ,” she shot after a long pause--too long a pause.
    “Good night, Doctor. Sweet dreams and may they be of me--naked and thrusting above you.” Quinn’s fingers lifted to wave at her and he chuckled softly. Without a backward glance, he left her alone.
    “Oh my,” Tori said softly, feeling as if her body was on fire. She was almost too afraid to move so she stood frozen to her spot. His touch had done something to her, something that made her body tighten and throb in all the right places. Her breasts tingled and ached. The muscles of her sex clenched together.
    One brush of his fingers and she was brought close to orgasming. Breathless, she panted, “Oh, my. What in the world was that?”
    Tori slowly crawled onto the bed. The silk felt good on her skin and before she stopped to think, she’d stripped down naked on top of it. Her fingers roamed over her body, tweaking and pinching her overly responsive length. Closing her eyes, she thought of Quinn. His sexy blue gaze danced before her, and she couldn’t help but conjure the image of his tight body above hers, thrusting inside her, as she tweaked her fingers over her nipples. She held onto the image of him, reaching between her thighs to stroke her tender flesh.
    With little help from her fingers, she came to climax against her hand. Her head turned and she bit the pillow next to her to keep from crying out. Even though she’d met release, she felt empty deep inside and wanting of more--much more. When the tremors subsided and her body lay temporarily sated, all she could think to whisper was, “Oh, my.”
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    “Excuse me, what do you mean they canceled our trip into the forest?” Tori placed her hands on her hip and looked at the guard. This day