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Would she fall into his arms, or run shrieking from her sunny kitchen? Michael Devlin didn’t liked being played for a fool, and he always made it a point to be the one who initiated any sexual encounter. But this was just too good to resist. If he was ever going to have any credibility with his writer, he had to make damned certain from the start that Emily knew who was the boss.
    “As a matter of fact,” he told her, looking down into those big cornflower-blue eyes, “I don’t want to sleep with you, Emily Shanski. Let’s tell it like it really is. I want to fuck you. I’ve wanted to since I first saw you. It is totally inappropriate for us to get involved, but I’ve never been a man to play entirely by the rules. If you’re game, so am I,” Devlin said wickedly. He almost laughed aloud at the look of surprise on her face. He had shocked the adorable Miss Shanski with his rather blunt and crude language.
    Emily swallowed hard, and worked to feign an imperturbability she was far from feeling. “All right,” she finally said. “Then we’ll do it tonight.” Her pulse pounded.
    “Oh, no, angel face,” he responded, surprised, but not about to let her get the upper hand. “I don’t play that way. No appointments for you and me. I like spontaneity. I think now is as good a time as any to begin our little adventure, don’t you?” Standing away from the table, he moved toward her, his mouth twitching with his amusement.
    “It’s morning!” Emily protested, taking a step back.
    “Haven’t you ever done it in the daylight, angel face? It’s just as much fun. Sometimes even better, because there is always the chance someone will come in and discover you getting your ears fucked off on your well-scrubbed oak kitchen table.” His green eyes glittered as he moved closer and closer to where she now stood.
    Emily backed away again, eyes wide. People made love on kitchen tables? She didn’t know whether she should be shocked or intrigued. She swallowed hard once more and said coolly, “I far prefer the comfort of a bed, Devlin, and I’m not interested in voyeurism. It’s vulgar, and speaks badly of the couple involved.” There! That should set him back on his heels—she hoped. What was she getting herself into? she suddenly wondered. Was this a good idea? Maybe she should just rent some X-rated videos.
    “Very well,” he drawled. “Your room or mine? And yes, now!”
    “Now is not the best time,” Emily said, gasping as he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms. God, he smelled so good!
    “Are you a cock tease, Emily?” he asked her softly, taking her hand and pressing it against his groin. “That’s not nice, you know.”
    Her fingers moved involuntarily against the hard ridge pressing against his jeans. “Oh,” she half whispered. His penis was very hard beneath her hand.
    “If you want to stop, Emily, this is the time. Keep touching me like that and there will be no going back for either of us,” he warned her. He nuzzled her hair. It was soft.
    She didn’t know what to say. Had she come too far to cut and run? Coward, the voice in her head said. You want knowledge , and you have the chance to obtain it.
    Okay ! Okay ! I’ll do it , damn it , she said to that irritating voice. She looked up at Devlin, her lips half parted, wondering what was going to come next.
    His hand caressed then cupped her face. The green eyes searched her face. “Emily?” he asked, his voice rough. Devlin was shocked by the incredible reaction he was having to her. He wanted to bury himself deep inside her, make her scream and beg him for everything he could give her. And then he would give her more and more until they were both so weak and exhausted they couldn’t move for another day. What was it about this woman that was making him feel this way? He barely knew her, but then, that had never been a hindrance to his lusts. And she seemed to feel the same way, yet there was a shyness, an innocence about