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sensations, so many hungers, all at once.
    Jake didn’t stop until the last spasm racked her body, dragging her under his spell.
    He kissed her afterward, barely giving her time to recover. But she didn’t care. He took off his pants, and she saw that he was desperately aroused. She lowered her hand, closing it around him.
    While she stroked him, he kissed her once again, heightening the passion. She tightened her grip, wanting to make him feel extra good. But all too soon, he reached for a condom. He was leaking at the tip.
    When he extended the packet to her, she widened her eyes. “Why are you...?”
    â€œBecause I want to watch you put it on me.”
    â€œNo one has ever asked me to do that before. Whenever I’ve been with someone, the guy always...”
    â€œYou know how, don’t you?”
    â€œYes, of course. But you’d be better at it, I’m sure. Quicker. More efficient.”
    â€œIt’s not a contest, Carol.” He smiled naughtily. “It’s just a little fun between lovers.”
    She opened the packet, feeling as if she was all thumbs. But it was only because she was so darned anxious to be with him. By the time she managed to put the condom in place, he was harder than hard and sexier than hell.
    And just like that, he nudged her legs apart and thrust into her, stealing what was left of her breath and making her want him even more.
    * * *
    Jake marveled at this moment, taking a second to process it. He was inside of Carol. His marriage-minded assistant. How crazy was that?
    He thrust deeper, and she gasped, closing around him in hot, slick pleasure. This was sex at its most fundamental level, boiled down to raw need.
    Need. The word punched him like a fist. Jake didn’t know what was wrong with him, not having been able to control his hunger for her. She was right about tomorrow. They would have to figure things out. Normally he didn’t concern himself with incidentals. But he was in bed with a woman who worked for him. That wasn’t something that could be ignored.
    But for now, morning was a ways away.
    Taking what he wanted, what he craved, he kissed his newfound lover with heat and vigor. Twin moans escaped their lips. She wrapped her legs around him, and he moved his mouth to her neck and bared his teeth, nipping her skin.
    Euphoria surged through him, so right, so wrong, so hot and pulsing. Was this how addicts felt when they slammed drugs into their veins?
    Jake rolled over so Carol could straddle him. While she rode him, he touched her, cupping her breasts and thumbing her nipples. He liked how pink and pretty and pebbled they were.
    She braced her hands on his shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh.
    â€œHarder,” he said.
    With those neat lady’s nails still sharply in place, she rode him deeper, doubling the euphoria. As she rocked forward, setting an erotic pace, a breeze from the window stirred the ghostly white curtains, sweeping air through the room.
    Jake imagined that the sea was rising, crashing in orgasmic waves, coming closer and closer to the moonlit shore.
    Caribbean fever, he thought. He had it bad.
    â€œI promised myself that I wasn’t going to seduce you this weekend,” he said. “And now I am.”
    Her hair fell forward, soft and shiny around her face. “Yes, you definitely are. But I had a hand in it, too.”
    â€œYeah, you did.” She had sent him that text urging him to be with her. He switched positions again, gulping frantic breaths in between numerous kisses.
    Once he was on top, he pounded her harder and faster. By now, she was clawing his back.
    Was she leaving long, sexy scratch marks? Telltale signs of passion? He hoped so. He wanted to be marred by her, to have every aspect of his fantasy fulfilled.
    His skin was filled with fire, tattoos and all. Uncta was going into shape-shifting mode, and Eskeilay was hopping through the grass in her earth-womb.
    â€œDon’t