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small suite, then turned
    and moved for the bedroom. The door was open, and when she stepped inside, she felt
    her heart catch in her throat.
    Natches.
    She swallowed tightly as she caught sight of him, sprawled out in the easy chair by the
    window, long jean-clad legs stretched out before him as his hand lifted.
    She felt the flush that suffused her features as she saw the heavy, latex vibrator in his
    hand. The molded penis was her toy of choice, especially when visions of this man drove
    her crazy with need.
    She hadn’t managed to get over him, no matter how hard she tried.
    Swallowing tightly she watched as he tilted the erotic toy toward his face and inhaled
    slowly.
    She swore her knees nearly went out from beneath her, and arousal, sharp and hot, shot
    through her core.
    “You amaze me,” he said then, reaching out to lay the toy on her pillow. That wasn’t
    where he had gotten it from. “You bring a toy to do a man’s job, knowing the man is
    more than willing to provide the service. Where does that make sense, Chay?”
    She braced one hand on her hip, the other on the doorframe and stared back at him,
    forcing her features to bland interest even though she knew she was eating him with her
    eyes.
    “Considering the fact that the man offering comes with strings, I decided it was the safer
    option.”
    He would always demand more from a woman than was comfortable. More than Chaya
    had been able to consider in the past years.
    He chuckled at that, his forest green eyes roving over her, taking in the skirt, the silk shell she had worn beneath her blazer, and the pumps on her feet.
    Maybe she should have worn stockings rather than panty hose? She had a feeling he
    knew exactly what she had on beneath her skirt.
    “Everything in life comes with strings, darlin’.” He shrugged and looked entirely too
    comfortable in that chair.
    Shaking her head, Chaya stalked across the room, not thinking—she never thought when
    it came to Natches—to jerk the incriminating dildo from her pillow.
    “Oh, you didn’t do that.” He laughed. It was the only warning she had before he was
    behind her, one arm going around her waist, the other catching her wrist and the toy as he
    rolled her to her back.
    Her little screech didn’t even slow him down. His legs trapped hers as he came over her,
    and he ignored her hands as she pushed at his hard stomach.
    She could have made him let her go. She knew how. But God, she couldn’t consider it.
    Besides the fact he would find a way to block her, she had no doubt in her mind that he
    would come up with a way to make certain she regretted it.
    “These games are beneath you, Natches,” she snapped, wishing she didn’t sound so
    breathless.
    “No, the games aren’t, but you are.” His brows arched, a smile curved his lips and humor
    flashed with suspicion in his gaze. A gaze turning hot with arousal as she glimpsed the
    thick wedge at the front of his jeans.
    “Let me go, Natches.”
    He lifted the dildo and stared down at her. “How do you use it?”
    Her flush became hotter. “Duh. Figure it out.”
    He leaned closer, his lips turning into a wicked smile now. “Do you suck it first? Do you
    taste yourself on it and remember how much I loved going down on you and tasting all
    that hot cream?”
    That hot cream as he called it was flooding her vagina, saturating her panties. Was there
    anything more wicked than this man? Anything that tempted her past her pain more than
    he did?
    “You’re insane,” she whispered, weak now. She could feel the weakness flooding her, the
    need. The need that had forced her to use that toy just that morning.
    “When you suck it, do you think of me?”
    She fought to breathe as he brushed the head of the toy over her cheek.
    “Let me watch you use it.”
    Shock rounded her eyes, had her fighting to swallow.
    “Are you crazy?”
    “Oh yeah. Because the minute it sinks past those pretty pink lips I’m going to remember
    the feel of your mouth