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    She was hardly able to control her impatience as she sat through the rest of the evening. Sexual tension gripped her body, her eyes glued to Charlie’s hands as he played the drums. Whenever he looked up at her, the hunger in his eyes was unmistakable. Heat flared in her pussy, and her inner walls throbbed as if every beat of the drumsticks was his cock thrusting inside her. Charlie the pal was gone, replaced by a hot, masculine, mysterious, hungry male who intended to make love to her in a most delicious manner. To bind her to him forever.
    When Charlie came to the table on a break, bent down, and gave her a scorching kiss, she vibrated at the contact. The instant his lips touched hers, her entire body caught fire. Her pussy throbbed, her nipples tingled, and her breasts ached as his tongue danced in her mouth. When he broke the contact, she had trouble focusing for a moment. Then she touched his cheek and traced her fingers against the strong line of his jaw, this very precious man whose love she had nearly squandered in her stupidity.
    “Oh, Charlie,” she sighed.
    “I took a big chance, kitten. I was scared to death of losing you to one of those idiots you ‘interviewed.’ You have no idea how many times I wanted to say something.”
    “If you had, you could have saved us both almost a year of misery.”
    “I’ll make up for it later,” he promised.
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    Jill was still in a daze when Charlie ushered her into the hotel room he’d reserved.
    “After tonight, I want us together at your place or mine—or ours. But I wanted this to be something special.”
    There were indeed rose petals on the bed, and champagne in a cooler on the nightstand. Charlie poured some into the two flutes waiting and handed one to her, touching his to hers.
    “To us, Jill. Kitten. If you love me half as much as I love you, I’ll be happy for the rest of my life.”
    He barely allowed her the one sip before he set the flutes aside, cradled her face in his palms, and gave her a kiss that seared her to the soles of her feet. He licked her lips with gentle strokes, tracing the seam and nibbling at the corners before easing his tongue inside. She threaded her fingers through his silky blond hair, answering him thrust for thrust, her tongue dancing with his in an erotic tango.
    He shifted one hand to slide it down her back, pulling her hips against him so his swollen cock pushed like a steel rod into the mound of her pussy. Heat flashed through every inch of her body like a fiery punch. The pulse in her cunt pounded like the drums Charlie played so skillfully, the beat reaching every single one of her nerves.
    “Drummers definitely do it best, you know,” he murmured, sliding his lips along her cheek to the tender spot behind her ear.
    “If you told me before, we could have saved a lot of time and trouble.”
    “But then you might have written me off.” He was busy with his hands, unbuttoning the silk blouse she wore, pushing the sleeves down her arms, trailing kisses along the skin following the path of the fabric. “You might have said, oh, that’s just good old Charlie.”
    He expertly flicked open the front clasp of her bra, freeing her breasts. Shoving the straps down along with her sleeves, he brought them around behind her and looped everything together so her arms and hands were effectively immobilized. Holy crap! Was sweet, wonderful Charlie into bondage, too? If she’d been aroused before, now she nearly exploded with the fire of her arousal. Damn! How much more was there to discover about Charlie, a man she’d nearly lost through her idiocy?
    Lowering his head he bit each nipple, gently but hard enough to send more of her juices to her pussy. She arched up to his mouth, and he gave a low, sexy laugh.
    “That’s my girl. And I have you at my mercy.”
    He kneaded her breasts, licked the nipples, wrapped his tongue around each one, nibbled them again, then soothed them with slow licks until she was sure she’d