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she didn’t need much space to make a home. She’d made her own coffee table out of an old door, and covered her secondhand couch in soft, sky-blue fabric, adding enough stuffing to the cushions to make it decadent. She was still hunting for the right bookshelves, so her books were in neat, decorative piles on the floor. It was cozy and the rent made it possible for her to add to her fun fund each month. “You haven’t even seen the bedroom.”
    Sara knew the men were whirring around her kitchen, setting her small table and rifling through her silverware drawer…and she didn’t care. She was too focused on Dean, already aroused as she thought about everything they’d done. Everything she still wanted to do.
    “Stop looking at me like that or I’m going to open that robe and have you for breakfast in front of Javier,” he murmured softly. “I’m too hungry to be teased.”
    Her lips parted on a gasp. She could picture that too easily. Poor Javier and the men with him frozen by their training, forced to watch in silence as Dean laid her on the table and buried his tongue deep inside her until they were both completely satisfied and Franco’s meal was cold and forgotten.
    His fingers traced the neckline of her robe, slipping beneath it to caress the slope of her breast. “Do you think I won’t do it? Believe I’m too civilized? Or are you daring me to try? Franco has entertainment at his restaurant that’s made these men difficult to shock, but I’m more than willing to take on the challenge. ”
    Sara lowered her head, her heart racing and her curiosity getting the better of her. “What kind of entertainment?”
    Dean removed his hand abruptly, swearing under his breath. “Tell Franco I owe him one,” he said to the men in a brusque, authoritative voice that gave her chills and they immediately stopped what they were doing, nodded and walked out of the kitchen.
    Javier smiled at her again then disappeared, closing the door behind him. The instant it shut, Dean pulled her back into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as his wicked tongue scrambled her brains and made her thighs shake. His hand was already inside her robe, cupping her breast, thumb scraping across her nipple as his tongue sparred with hers.
    She wasn’t prepared for this, already close to begging and he’d just started touching her. They would never have the conversation she wanted to at this rate.
    Why did she care again?
    “Dean,” she breathed as she pulled away from his lips. “Breakfast.”
    “Yes,” he groaned. “I’m starving.”
    He placed his hands under her arms and lifted her off her feet, carrying her to the table. With one leg he dragged out a chair, sitting in it and pulling Sara down to straddle his lap the way she had last night.
    She’d at least been partially clothed then.
    A deep sexy rumble came out of Dean’s chest as the robe splayed open above and below the knotted belt and he looked down at what was revealed. “Damn, you are gorgeous. Look at you. I can’t decide what I want first. These breasts I’ve been dreaming of or the honey between your thighs. I need a taste before breakfast, Sara,” he growled. “Only a snack. Say yes and I’ll tell you about the entertainment at Franco’s.”
    She could get into so much trouble with this man. “Yes.”
    He closed his eyes in relief and lowered his head to her breast, sucking and licking and nibbling her flesh while his palm flattened against her stomach and slid down. His fingers pushed past her damp curls and inside her sex, making her arch her back and groan.
    “They do this at Franco’s?” She felt his mouth all the way to her toes. And his touch was… “Lucky Javier.”
    He lifted fingers glistening with her arousal and stroked her other breast, dampening her nipple until it hardened. Then he turned his head and covered it with his mouth, sucking roughly, greedily, his hoarse needy growls