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    Pulling her body up to his, Rune couldn’t resist running his fingers over her chocolate nipples. He would take delight in clamping them, maybe later. Now he knew she could take him, there would be no boundary untried.
    Her lips tickled over his, and he realized she liked to kiss, a lot. And for the first time in his life, he didn’t find it annoying.
    “You enjoyed your first experience of a man?”
    “Couldn’t you tell?”
    “Jessalyn, do I need to remind you yet again. Already I’ve a punishment to mete out after your display.”
    “Sir.” She gave him a cheeky quiver of a smile. “Will I enjoy it?”
    “Depends.”
    “Then if I do, won’t it benefit me if I’m disobedient again?” She nuzzled into him, her lips seeking his ear, she thrust her tongue in.
    At once, his cock hardened. He hoped she’d nip down hard on his lobe. And groaned when she did just that, her tiny teeth bit him. “Do you like this, Rune?”
    Rune realized he needed to take charge. Because she was switching, moving from sub, pushing the boundaries for Dom. And that he wouldn’t allow.
    “What I like isn’t your concern, unless, of course, I choose to tell you.” He reluctantly withdrew and unfurled his big body from her.
    She shot him a furious glare.
    This mysterious woman he realized was a wild spirit, and one that had channelled her thoughts and blanked him. Where she’d learned that technique from he didn’t know but would discover it. Because he’d read her mind with ease, some had amused him, others pissed him off. Yet the more he learned about her, the more she fascinated him, his little virgin that could take his cock.
    He trod up the steps leading out of the pool. “Come along, Jessalyn, your education continues.”
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    She followed; again, her attention dropped onto his ass. Her fanny felt as if it had been rammed by a cannon. And she’d loved every moment of it, not a tiny bit of space spare. When she’d leaned back, he’d hit home, deep inside, his girth rubbed along every part and never had she felt so complete. So utterly fucked.
    Hell, what was she talking about, apart from her plastic army, this was the first time she’d experienced a jaw dropping orgasm.
    He didn’t take her hand she noticed but walked ahead. Okay, he wasn’t the type of guy that made a girl feel good after sex. No hugs and sweet words. But hell, what did she expect, she’d paid for this, for him, his service. No emotion would come into it, no care, nothing. Simply fucking, that’s all it was about.
    And she didn’t want anything else. Did she?
    Again, her gaze dropped to his sexy tattoo. It pulled her attention to his ass and his more interesting equipment. Jess guessed he’d had it for just that reason because no one could miss a Celtic band of that dimension, and then not look above it. To discover what other anatomy he had the fortune to be blessed with.
    She sighed, one part of her wanted so much more.
    What would it be like to fall in love? To have a man adore you? It was a nice dream, but one she was fearful of. The thought of loving someone, sharing herself, scared her senseless. No way could she have a relationship. The words of her mother and father slammed into her. The absolute hatred between them branded deep.
    How the hell she’d been conceived shocked her, and she wondered if her mother had been artificially inseminated. Like the way they did it with dogs and cattle. It was a possibility, she mused.
    With another suck of air, she put it behind her and followed.
    This was the life she’d chosen, no love, no boyfriend, and no getting hurt. Simple, easy, and clinical.
    Yet now she’d discovered true sex, Jess debated joining a dating agency. That, she decided, she could do, one night stands, purely for sex. She wondered if there were sites out there for just that and knew there had to be. After her weekend with Rune, she’d check them out. Because now she’d learned how much she liked real sex, she