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bathroom. He'd racked his brain but nothing came close. That made the knowledge that it could never happen again even worse. He felt like a junkie in need of a fix. There was only one drug that would satisfy him now and she was sleeping in a cabin just fifty yards away from him.
    All sorts of wild scenarios crossed his mind. He'd spent sixteen years in spec-ops. Now he trained former soldiers and even some civilian recruits for high-risk overseas assignments in protecting government and other civilian officials, often oil workers, in dangerous areas. Sneaking into Jolie's room through a window would be a piece of cake. He could grab her, haul her out of the window and back to his bedroom in five minutes or less.
    Oh, god, what he could do to her then! His cock throbbed as he imagined all the things he wanted to do with Jolie. The way she'd reacted earlier had shown him that she was a true submissive. What she needed now was a good Dom to gently lead her through an exploration of her sexuality. He wanted to be that Dom.
    But it was impossible. He reminded himself of all the reasons why. Jolie was his best friend's only child. There were lines and that was one he should never have crossed. As it was, Mack had a bad feeling he was going to either have the shit knocked out of him or catch a bullet for messing with Derek's baby girl. Of course, he'd picked the one girl whose daddy had a goddamned arsenal on the walls of his cabin's living room.
    Mack's cell phone chirped, drawing his attention away from his conflicted thoughts. He lifted out of his recliner and reached toward the side table where his phone sat. His finger glided over the touch-screen and brought up the text message. He didn't recognize the number but it was similar to Derek's private cell. Even before he tapped the text message icon, he had a sneaking suspicion about the sender's identity.
    His cock throbbed to life at the wicked sight that assaulted him. Jolie's bare ass filled his screen. He could just make out the pale bruising on her plump cheeks. His palm tingled with the memory of swatting that fine ass.
    His phone chirped again as another message was delivered to his inbox.
    Red Rover, Red Rover, can Jolie come over?
    He knew it was wrong but he couldn't stop himself. The strong-willed, disciplined man who'd survived the hell of multiple tours in the sandbox couldn't say no to a tempting, wild young woman. It made him feel weak and that wasn't a feeling he liked.
    Yet that didn't stop his thumb from punching in a simple three letter answer. Yes.
    Mouth dry, he rose from his chair and dropped his phone onto the coffee table. His stomach lurched with a mix of excitement and trepidation. What had happened this afternoon in the bathroom could have easily been excused as a mistake. What was about to happen now was a choice and one he'd no doubt have to defend.
    The timid knock at his back door seemed to echo through the house. He crossed the living room and kitchen and hooked a left into the pantry. Jolie's shadowy outline filled the square window in the door. He opened the door, reached out to grab her wrist and pulled her into his cabin.
    The door shut firmly behind her, Mack trapped her smaller body between his chest and the unyielding wood. He placed his hands on either side of her head and stared down at her, lowering his face until their noses almost touched. He could barely make out her eyes in the darkness of the hallway. Just the palest splash of moonlight spilled through the door and highlighted her tanned skin. Her short, excited breaths buffeted his face.
    When her hands touched his chest, the electric arc zinged through the thin cotton of his shirt and scorched his skin. In that moment, the switch flipped. His cock overruled his head. He wanted Jolie and there was no stopping him.
    Their lips crashed together in a frantic kiss. He gripped the back of her neck and kissed her roughly, deepening the kiss as his tongue stabbed between her lips. She