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turned away, finishing off the last of her sundae.
    “I will win you. That I can guarantee you, Miss Reynolds.”
    “Really?” she taunted.
    “Really. So the big question is, how can you turn down such a golden opportunity?”
    “Pardon me?”
    “Let’s face it, we’re good together. Real good. It’s not every day that you are with someone who makes you feel the way we feel now. Are you willing to walk away from what could be the best night of your life?”
    Her eyes searched his and he knew he’d struck a nerve.
    “How often have you felt this comfortable with someone? This excited? I know it hasn’t been very often for me.” He kissed her again, softer, slower, with more meaning. “We have something here. Don’t you want to see where it goes?”
    “I do. I…”
    “Consider this night a gift to ourselves. To each other. Consider it a beginning of something incredible.”
    “But… But the foundation,” she said, as his lips devoured hers, licking, probing, searching.
    “A gift,” he murmured. “For you. Only for you.”
    His hand slipped to her breast and she sucked in a deep breath as his fingers sought and then found her nipple, sending exquisite pleasure pulsing through her.
    “Yes,” she murmured. “A gift. To ourselves.”
    “And each other.”

Chapter Ten
    Derek swept her outof the ice cream parlor as quickly as he could before she changed her mind. Phlegyas was waiting for him, key card in hand, a smile on his face. “A suite, room twelve-ten.” Derek grabbed the key without breaking his stride. He ushered Jaclyn inside the elevator and pressed the button for the twelfth floor.
    He didn’t take his hands off her. He held her close, kissing her exquisite mouth, her neck, waiting impatiently until he could get her alone in the room. He thought about taking the pins out of her long, unruly hair and watching it cascade around her bare shoulders. About seeing her naked, beneath him, looking up at him with those large green eyes heavy with desire. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d wanted a woman this badly. It certainly hadn’t been in this century.
    As they reached the twelfth floor, he held her hand, brimming with expectation as they hurried toward the room. He slipped the key card into the lock and the door clicked open. He moved her through the front room. She appeared almost as anxious as he was. Afraid to stop, afraid if he did she’d change her mind, he guided her into the bedroom. He stopped behind her and drew a finger down the bare skin of her back, leaning down to place a soft kiss on her shoulder.
    “Your skin is so soft,” he whispered as his finger found her zipper and pulled it down. Slowly, he slipped the straps of the red gown off her shoulders. It fell and nestled around her hips. She turned and faced him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him fiercely. Her tongue sweeping into his mouth as her hands moved down his chest to unbutton his shirt. Slowly, one by one. Each soft touch sent fire shooting through him. He hooked his fingers under her dress and pushed it over her hips until it puddled with a swoosh to the floor.
    To Derek’s surprise and absolute delight, she stepped out of the material and continued kissing him in nothing but a black lacy bra, black thong panties, and tall come-fuck-me black spiked heels. This good girl gone bad was making his blood boil.
    Her hands slipped down to his pants, moving over his cock until it was ready to explode. Her touch would be his undoing. Within seconds he was undressed, her lacy bra was off, and one delicious breast was in his mouth. He sucked on it until her nipple turned rock-hard between his lips, her pleasure-filled moans echoing through the room. He eased her onto the bed.
    She was sexy, enchanting, and he had to have her. Now. He couldn’t wait a moment longer. Dropping down between her legs, he kissed the soft skin of her thighs. Then with a growl, he ripped off her panties and buried his face