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focus on this. He needed to get her relaxed.
    “He’s not the one you need to worry about, woman. You know I get upset when you don’t take care of yourself.” He deliberately lowered his voice and met her eyes steadily.
    “Picking at my meal isn’t not taking care of myself. You just want another excuse to spank me and are trying to get my mind off my problems.” She shook her head, but a small smile curved her lips.
    “Not eating is definitely not taking care of yourself. I don’t need a reason to warm your ass. I know you like it and if I think you want it, I’ll definitely use my hand there. Grab the versa and start eating. I believe I said something about fucking you hard tonight. Can’t have you weak from hunger.” He smiled down at her and let her see that the hunger burning in him had little to do with food.
    The longing to turn her in the chair and grind his cock against her pussy until they were both shuddering rolled through him. He resisted and tried to ignore his aching cock. The only thing that held him back was concern for her. Well, that and a desire to see her smile.
    She picked up the versa-utensil and looked at him. “And are you going to eat?”
    “You first and then you can feed me a little.” He smiled. It wasn’t food that filled his mind.
    She shook her head. “You tell me to take care of myself and then you don’t eat.”
    “Enough of the sass, Charleigh.” He rested his hand on her thigh.
    She smiled, but began to eat. He left his hand on her thigh, enjoying the feel of her warmth seeping through the fabric beneath his palm, even though he’d rather have bare skin than the feel of her silky pants. She leaned back, but before he could pull her back against him, she slipped her arm around his shoulders and leaned against him. He let her eat for a while without interruption. Having her relaxed against him was almost enough to satisfy him. Almost, but the thought of driving into her and hearing her soft little cries as she came crept into his thoughts.
    “You know I haven’t agreed to anything. We aren’t together and you have no right to order me around.” Charleigh met his eyes and then took a slice of meat into her mouth.
    He smiled at the challenge. From the look in her eyes, she was anticipating his response. “I knew I should have had Rio ship you out to me when I heard about those dates.”
    He tightened his fingers on her thigh briefly before sliding them up higher. The tips of his fingers just brushed the swell of her pussy. He could feel the heat even through the fabric and knew he’d soon feel her juices dampening that cloth.
    She laughed and shook her head. “You think it would have been any easier to handle me if you had me hauled off the planet. I would have raised hell.”
    “You wouldn’t be giving me problems now though.” He let his hand just rest there to tease her.
    “You think that I’d have accepted your dictates and simply stayed with you?” She laughed and shook her head.
    “Eventually, Leigh baby. I know how you feel about me. Even if you don’t want to admit it, those emotions would soften your anger.” He stroked his middle finger along the inner seam of her pants lightly.
    The versa-utensil dropped onto the plate, landing with a distinct clink. She shot a glare at him before picking it up again. Just as she speared a vegetable, he again drew his finger upward, applying more pressure. Her hand shook, but she managed to hold on to the utensil.
    “I thought I was supposed to eat. And you still fail to acknowledge that you don’t have the right to tell me what to do.” She waved the versa-utensil at him as she finished talking and popped the green bite-size chunk into her mouth.
    He’d never really given that right up. Not in his mind. He’d always considered her his woman. “You’d better eat a little faster or I can help you work up an appetite. As for telling you what to do, I’m not asking for that right. I’ve claimed it and you,