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lower,
painting her skin with fire. Down below, she felt her traitorous pussy
responding, growing warm and slick with unwitting arousal.
    She realized he was totally in command. How could she have
let that happen?
    “Oh. Those silly books?” She turned her head to one side and
tried for a dismissive laugh, but the sound came out all quavery. “They don’t
really mean anything.”
    “Oh, I think they do, Amber.” He waited a beat or two. “And
I’d love to make your fantasies come true. You ever thought about being with
two white guys?”
    She gasped and tried to move away. He captured her chin and
forced her to look up again. He stared down into her face. Could he read the
truth there? Did he guess how aroused she was by the idea of being taken by
Fantasy Ray and his shy cousin?

Chapter 3
     
    Ray could feel Amber’s irregular breath on his cheek, her
breasts swelling and retreating against his chest. He hesitated, his pulse
pounding, his lips poised above hers. He wanted to crush her soft mouth with
his, crush any possibility of her saying no. If she said no, he would have to
respect that and let her go, even though he knew she wanted him.
    He made himself ask again. “Do you want to play out your
fantasy for real?”
    He could feel her raw desire in the way her body leaned into
his. He could also sense her fear and indecision. She shook her head almost
imperceptibly.
    “Maybe,” she whispered. “Someday.”
    Okay. That was better than a no. Maybe he could eventually
convince her. She wasn’t trying to move away from him, he realized. Her body
still pressed into his as if they were molded from one piece.
    “Say you want me to kiss you,” he growled. “I know you do,
Amber.”
    Her big eyes shimmered in the dark as she stared up at him.
Finally she nodded.
    “Say it,” he urged.
    “Ki—kiss me, Ray,” she breathed, and lifted her lips.
    With a groan, he claimed her mouth, covering its plump
softness with his own. For a moment she hesitated, and then she let her lips go
completely open, allowing him full access. A little whimper escaped her throat,
and Ray thrust his tongue deep into her warm, sweet mouth, reveling in her surrender.
The blood thrummed through his body as her tongue began to dance like a shy
maiden with his. One of her hands came up and gripped his arm, and she leaned
into him.
    She seemed to melt willingly into his embrace, giving in
completely to the heat of her desire. And then she suddenly drew back. “We
shouldn’t be doing this.”
    He could tell that she was trying to make her words sound
firm, but her voice trembled with barely leashed passion.
    “Why not? Saundra’s not here to catch us.” He let his hand
stroke down her back and come to rest on her hip. Her curvy body pressed close
again, though her voice still held a note of resistance.
    “No, but your cousin’s just down the hall, remember?”
    “He won’t bother us.”
    He planted more kisses at her hairline and down her cheek
and jaw once more. Her breasts moved erratically with her shuddered breath. Her
scent rose to his nostrils, exotic, feral. It clouded his senses. He had to try
again.
    “We could always ask him to join us.”
    She went stiff in his arms. He let the words hang in the
darkness, feeling the sharp intake of her breath where her breasts molded to
him.
    “I—I never said I would do that, Ray. I barely even know
you,” she finally said in a small voice. “And I don’t get involved with co-workers.”
She made an attempt to pull away.
    “You’re going to deny how you feel, huh? Why bother? Why not
take this opportunity? No one will ever know about it.”
    “Except you,” she pointed out. “You’d know. There’s no way
we could do…that, and still work together.”
    He could tell that she was still at war with herself. For
all of two minutes she had allowed herself to imagine actually acting out that
secret fantasy of hers, and now she was stuffing herself back in her
restrictive box.