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the door and twisting the key in the lock.
    “So you’re into bondage, or whatever.” She gave a shrug and turned to face him, praying that her nervousness hadn’t shone through her voice, although she feared it might have. He stood only a few inches away, and she could smell the coffee that laced his breath. “I’m going to go out on a limb and say that you and Jerry share this…fetish.” Leah ran her hand down the wooden frame of the cupboard, clearing the uncertainty that threatened to make its presence known. “I heard him say something about tossing me his way. I don’t mind”—she patted her palm on the door—“trying this, but I’m not doing a threesome. It’s not something that’s ever been high on my list of likes.”
    Ty pressed his lips against hers. He slipped his hand to her ass and gave her a squeeze. “I’m glad you said that.” He smiled. “That’s what we’ve been arguing over. I don’t want to share you.”
    “The other night in the club…” With his hands gripped in hers, she led him back to the bed. “Is that what you were doing? Looking for someone to bring back here?”
    “Jerry and Lance were.”
    “And you warned them off me and Rainie?”
    “Yes,” he said, kissing her again. She relaxed into him, allowing him to part her lips with his tongue. Baring herself to him, she swept her hands to the back of his head, fisting her fingers into the ash-brown strands, inhaling his scent as they sank onto the sheets. Ty rolled them until he was positioned between her thighs. Bending a knee, she hooked a leg over one of his and kissed him deeply.
    “I haven’t frightened you off then?” He pulled away and looked down at her.
    Leah laughed. “No.” Lifting her head, she placed gentle kisses along his bottom lip before taking it between her teeth, nipping him then letting go. “At least now I know what it is about Jerry that freaks me out.” She wriggled beneath him, giving a mock shudder.
    Ty rolled to the side, leaning on his elbow to look at her. She arched into his touch as he trailed a finger down her center, and gave a small whimper when he stopped at the waistband of her jeans. “He’s not all bad,” he said, playing with the small brass button.
    “So how long do you usually leave it until you introduce girlfriends to your collection ?”
    “Depends…” He shifted his finger to the hem of her top and began to creep under the thin material. “Most of the time, they’re women who I already know have the same…” He took a sharp breath. “Needs,” he blew out, “as me. But if I don’t know them that well, then it could be a few weeks or months.”
    “And when you get bored, you…” Her sentence trailed off.
    With a finger against her cheek, he forced her to look at him. “I’m not sharing you. In the past yes, but it has always been consensual. Most of the time Jerry had them after me.”
    “Your leftovers? Great. Why am I different?”
    His lips were on hers. He moved his hand up her body until he cupped her breast, massaging in time to the movements of his mouth. She took slow breaths, and with each one forced her chest up and into his hand. Everything in her tightened, a heavy ball weighed down her core, and she could feel herself becoming wet and ready for him.
    “You were a challenge,” he said.
    “Me?” she exclaimed with a laugh.
    “You were meant to go to the Christmas party. I had it all planned, and you bailed. So I’ve had to spend the past year being content with waiting for you to break something.”
    “Well, if I’d known, I’d have broken a lot more, more often.” A giggle resonated through her words. “Anyway, all those times in the classroom on our own… Why didn’t you just take advantage?”
    “I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way. You can be very difficult to read.”
    “Oh, come off it!” She batted at his chest, stopping to take in the hard warmth. “I couldn’t have been more obvious. What do you want me to