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shuddered but didn’t tell him to stop. He cupped her breast. Shesighed lightly into his mouth. He kissed the line of her jaw, moved his lips down her throat, and dipped beneath the top edge of her robe. His tongue flicked deliciously over her bare nipple half a dozen times. It took another moment for his mind to register the gentle sounds coming from her throat and her sudden rigidity in his arms, as weak protests.
    Releasing her, he watched with regret as she quickly tugged the neckline of her robe back into place. But not before he caught a delightful glimpse of white breast. She was utterly lovely. She even had freckles there. What fun it would be to try to lick them off…one by one.
    â€œI’m sorry!” he blurted out, although he wasn’t at all. “I don’t know why I did that.” He did know.
    She stared at him, her cheeks flushed, her hands trembling and clutching her robe in a bunch under her throat. She was breathing hard. “I told you when I accepted this job—”
    He could hear tears edging her trembling voice, and he was instantly sorry he had taken such liberties with her. What he had done was inexcusable, his libido be damned!
    â€œBelieve me,” he said hastily, “this has never happened before. I never intended to use my position as your employer to force myself on—” He shook his head, amazed at how insincere he sounded, even to himself. She must think the very worst of him. “I’m terribly sorry, Abby. It won’t happen again. I promise.”
    She gave him a mystifying look, then dropped her glance to the floor and wiggled her bare toes in the carpeting. “I hope I didn’t do anything to encourage…you know—”
    Now that she was trying to take some of the blame on herself, he felt somewhat relieved. “Don’t even think that. I just reacted. I don’t understand why.” Of course he understood why. She was adorable! She was irresistible!
    Abby drew a long, slow breath, then let it out and looked up at him shyly through rusty-red eyelashes. “And I don’t understand why I didn’t stop you sooner. I’m not usually so vulnerable. I even took a self-defense course.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Learned just where to kick a man.”
    â€œThank you for not using your expertise.” Matt smiled shakily at her. “I swear I’ll be on good behavior from now on. Really.”
    Abby nodded, turned away, and stepped into the other suite, shutting the door quietly behind her. He heard the lock take hold with a firm click. Wise move, he thought—for even now he still ached for her.
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    Abby leaned against the backside of the door and let her forehead drop with a soft thud against the polished wood. “Don’t try too hard to be a good boy, Matt,” she whispered.
    It took her a solid five minutes to regulate her breathing, stop trembling and make her way into the bedroom. She let the robe slip from her shoulders to the floor and stood very still in front of the mirrored closet doors, examining her own reflection. She could still feel the tingles aroused by the moist caresses of Matt’s tongue across her breast. She quivered. A long, slow stream of heat coursed through her and she closed her eyes, enjoying it until the sensation spent itself out.
    Opening her eyes, Abby veered quickly away fromthe mirror and grabbed her flannel nightdress out of the dresser drawer. A few minutes earlier, she had put it away with the thought that it was too warm to wear that night. Now all that seemed to matter was completely covering her body.
    As Abby lay in bed that night, she wished she hadn’t flinched. She wished she hadn’t let on that she was shocked, then Matt might have closed his warm mouth over her…and who knew what other wonderful experiences he might have introduced her to before the night was over. She was twenty-five years old and a virgin. Maybe