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SINS OF THE HEART

“Then or now?”

She swallowed. “Now.”

He gave her a look so sexy it reached inside her and

touched the fading embers of desire, fanning them,

stoking them. “My mouth on your clit.”

LATER, THEY LAY ON THE BED together, her back to his

front. Dagan had one arm thrown across Roxy’s shoulders and one leg draped over her thighs. He had her

pinned in place, and he liked that. He thought the only

position he liked better was her beneath him, held down

by his weight. It was a primitive, primordial instinct

that made him enjoy the idea of possessing her, dominating her. She washis.

As if he could ever fully dominate a creature such

as she.

The thought made him smile.

More likely she’d stand toe to toe with him, nose to

nose. And she’d hold her own.

In a moment of stunning realization, he thought that

maybe that was the appeal. That’s what it had been all

along. He could think of her any way he wanted, think

of dominating her, possessing her. But in the end she

wouldn’t break, wouldn’t even bend.

He stroked his hand along the curve of her hip, then

slid his fingers between her thighs.

She shifted and slapped his wrist. Then slapped

him again when he didn’t withdraw quickly enough

for her liking.

With a grin, he went back to stroking her hip.

He’d licked her until she screamed. He’d caught

her wrists and pinned them above her head as he

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