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molest this man, or if the attraction
was due to her too lengthy celibacy. Either way, her fingers curled
with the desire to caress his smooth tanned flesh, to see if all
those muscles were as hard as they looked.
    Jacob pulled her into the room then pushed
her down to the couch and walked over to the iPod. He had no idea
what type of music she liked, but he hoped it wouldn’t matter much
once he was able to touch her. He chose a remix of "Slow Motion",
mainly because it was seductive and long, then a shuffle of various
songs on the playlist. He wanted as much time alone with her as he
could get.
    The music started, and Jenna was terrified,
but her imbibed blood also made her heart beat quickly due to
excitement. She felt as if she were doing something very, very
naughty, and almost laughed aloud at the thought of innocent Jenna
being a bad girl. He came closer to her, smirking when she pulled a
pillow to her chest in a defensive manner.
    He pulled it from her grasp and dropped it
to the floor. “I’m not going to do anything you won’t like.” His
hands skimmed up her arms, making goose bumps pop out, causing
sensitive nerve endings to dance a wildly erotic motion.
    She took a deep breath, her bright green
eyes meeting his smoldering grey ones. “That is what I am afraid
of. You really don’t have to do this.”
    “But I do. If I don’t, then I will always
regret letting you walk away from me.” He bent his head to hers,
stopping barely a millimeter from her lips. “And you’ll regret not
sating your curiosity.” He brushed his lips against hers, lightly,
so that it barely happened, but he heard her soft moan.
    His breath caught in his throat at that
husky moan, his cock swelled even further than he ever thought
possible. He had to have her. Like he had told her moments ago, he
really would regret letting her walk away, and he was a man of
actions, not one to sit and let Fate have her way with his
life.
    He began to move his body slowly, rubbing up
against her in small brushes that ignited a trail straight to her
throbbing core. Jenna knew she could die happy right then, even
though she was somewhat embarrassed to have this dark, sexy man
gyrating on her.
    Jacob was terrified to take his pants off.
He had control in spades, but Jenna was quickly evaporating any
left within him. He watched as she slowly licked her lips, and
unfortunately, his vivid imagination pictured her tongue wrapping
around his dick.
    Her hands were clenching and unclenching in
the pillows, and he knew she was trying to hold herself back from
touching him. But he wanted her to touch him more than he wanted to
breathe. He stepped closer to her, placing one knee on either side
of her thighs and pulled her hands to his chest.
    Jenna thought she was going to burst into
flames any second. He was so hot. His skin was burning, or rather,
burning her. He bent his head to her neck, swirling his tongue
under her ear.
    “Touch me. However you want to.” His voice
was thick, husky, his breath caressing her neck, sending delicious
tingles along her spine.
    She rubbed her fingertips along the thick
muscles of his chest, tracing every dip, feeling his muscles spasm
wherever she touched.
    “God, Jenna, you’re going to kill me,” his
voice rasped in her ear.
    "I'm sorry." She jerked her hands away
quickly, clearly mistaking his admission.
    Jacob simply pulled her hands back to his
chest. "Don’t stop. Your touch is making me crazy." His voice was
heavy with desire, heady, rasping out over her collarbone.
    Her fingertips resumed their exploration of
his body, gently tracing his hard male curves before following the
light dusting of dark hair below his naval.
    Jacob thought he would burst into
flames.
    "I want to taste you," Jacob muttered
against her throat.
    "Then kiss me.” What? Did she really
say that? He leaned up, and looked her in the eye.
    “I don’t think I can stop with just a kiss,
baby. Not with you.”
    “Then don’t stop.” You're