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of nowhere, a
kiss meant to serve a purpose, had sparked a need of want so hard and fast in
her body that she didn’t know what to make of it. Did he feel it too?
    She opened her mouth, not even sure,
what she was going to say, when he slapped his hand over it. He shifted his
weight until she was completely pinned down by his hard body, and his cock was
wedged between her legs. Sophie’s eyes widened and she arched against him in an
effort to throw him off. He retaliated by thrusting his hips, showing her she
was at his mercy. She stiffened, fear and excitement
overwhelming her senses at the same time.
    “If I were you, I’d stop moving.”
His tone was guttural, and slightly raspy. “I’ll release you as soon as Tom
gives me the okay.”
    Sophie didn’t believe him, and she
sure as hell didn’t want to remain beneath him, half-naked and highly aroused. Thank God he doesn’t realize my clit is
actually throbbing from the feel of his hard dick throbbing against it. With only the thin barrier of her thong and his boxers it was easy to tell his
cock was impressive.
    As they lay there quietly, waiting
for a sign from Tom, the intimate situation seemed to intensify. Sophie
couldn’t think about anything except the tingling in her breasts, which were
crushed beneath his muscular chest, the warmth of his breath, so close to her
lips, and the insistent pounding of his heavy cock. Realizing what she was
doing, but unable to help herself , she let her legs
relax and part. His gaze slowly lowered to hers.
    Sophie held her breath as a sensual
smile spread across his lips. He knew, damn him! He knew what he was doing to
her. Well, she didn’t back down to anyone and held his gaze.
    “You’re full of surprises, princess. A fighting tigress one minute, full of spit and fire. All soft and willing the next.” His hand trailed liquid fire down her throat,
chest and finally to her breast. She moaned when he caressed it. “Still full of fire.” The words were murmured against her
parted lips.
    Sophie protested but it sounded
weak, even to her ears. She twisted beneath him, and then arched her back when
his mouth replaced his hand on her breast. Ohmygod! A small cry escaped her, which was promptly cut short when his mouth left her
breast and moved to her lips.
    At first she kissed him back, lust
dictating her emotions. Then twisted her face. “Nooooo!” she moaned. Shamefully aware the wetness soaking her thong was
desire.
    “No?” Brent whispered against her
cheek. His hand began to roam down her body. “You asked for it, princess.” When
his fingers found the end of her gown, he lifted the material and moved
underneath to her satiny skin. Ever so slowly, his hand glided up her leg and
thigh, nearing the apex of her legs.
    Sophie held her breath, feeling her
heart racing. He wouldn’t dare! But in the next second, he did just that. He
flicked his finger over the thin layer covering her pussy, and a long moan of
pleasure betrayed her. She closed her eyes tight, not wanting to acknowledge
the look of triumph on his handsome face.
    The intimate moment was interrupted
by three little knocks on the bedroom door. Brent’s hand paused, inches from
her pussy. Their gazes clung.
    “Looks like you’ve been saved from a
fate worse than death.”
    Next thing she knew Brent rolled
away from her. And she was able to breathe again. He got to his feet and
glanced down at her, mild amusement, and something else, swimming in his sexy
eyes. A chuckle escaped him when her eyes went to the front of his boxers.
    “I can see it in your eyes,
princess. Go ahead, blast away.”

 

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter 5

 
    “You’re despicable!” Sophie spat
out, pulling her gown up and clutching it to her quivering breasts. “That’s the
last time I’m cooperating with you…”
    Brent snorted, which turned her face
even redder. “If that was cooperation, you need practice, princess.”
    “You took advantage of me,”