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first laid eyes on him? She wouldn’t be
getting what she wanted—dates, a boyfriend and a future together—but she sure
would get what she needed—sex, and lots of it by the luscious look on his face.
    “All right.” Too fast a reply? Maybe, but she couldn’t be
bothered playing hard to get. Time was of the essence and they’d already wasted
a few precious weeks.
    Ben jumped to his feet and fished inside his pocket for a
couple of bills that he threw on the bar before he took her hand and tugged her
off the stool. “I’m glad you said yes,” he said as he curved an arm around her
waist and guided her through the crowded bar.
    “Me too,” she managed to say once she got her voice back.
    “Let’s go to my place.”
    She nodded in agreement. It made no difference to her which
house they went to, and it might be less personal in his. Alone in her car she
stared at his dark silhouette through the back window, her body humming with
anticipation as she followed him through the streets of Stonington to Mason’s Island.
    There he got out of his Jeep and came to her door. He opened
it and leaned over to unbuckle her seat belt. He stopped with his face inches
from hers before he claimed her mouth for a kiss that left her breathless and
wishing for a bed. He tugged her out of the car and into his arms for another
kiss that had her trembling with need. His hand cupped her bottom and squeezed,
pressing her against his full length.
    “I can’t wait to have you naked and under me,” he rasped,
tilting his pelvis toward her, leaving little doubt of the level of his desire.
    “So hurry up and get us inside,” she said breathlessly.
    He chuckled and took her hand as he tugged her toward the
house. She followed him in a daze, hardly recognizing herself with the bold,
flirtatious words coming out of her mouth.
    They entered a large entrance hall with a white marble floor
and she had a brief glimpse of a spacious room with white furnishings and large
picture windows, framing what must be a glorious view of the water, before she
was rushed into the upstairs master bedroom.
    * * * * *
    His eyes heavy-lidded with lust, Ben treated himself to a
long, thorough look at her naked body. “My God, you’re beautiful,” he said in a
low voice.
    The words spread inside her with a burst of pleasure. She’d
had her share of compliments but coming from a man so decisively handsome and
to whom she was so attracted had a different meaning. He was looking at her as
a lover and no man had been allowed to do that in two long years.
    He palmed her breast, his big hand engulfing the swollen
flesh. Her already puckered nipple ached for more stimulation. She bowed into
his hand and he rotated his palm. Sensation shot from her nipple to her core
and she moaned.
    “I want to touch you everywhere,” he growled, nuzzling her
breasts.
    “ Mmm.” His words, and the obvious magnitude of his
desire, did almost more to turn her on than his touch.
    He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth.
Electric bolts of heat shot from her rigid tips right down to her toes. She
fisted on his soft hair and nudged his head farther against her breasts.
    “I’m so hungry for you I could gobble you up whole,” he
rasped as he walked her backward to the bed, his hands firmly on her hips. He
pushed her onto the mattress, immediately dropping on top of her, his erection
straining against her mound, his hot mouth molded to hers with pressing need.
    His body was so warm and hard, his ass so firm and muscular
and his thick cock so deliciously strong that waves of pleasure whirled around
and around inside her until it was all she could do not to cry out. She spread
her legs and nudged his hips, inviting him right in, wishing to end the
heavenly torment. But he didn’t take the hint and continued to dry-hump her
while ravishing her mouth. She moaned and slanted her head to deepen the kiss.
    “Not so fast,” he murmured, clasping her body tighter and
nibbling