Nauti Nights

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Authors: Lora Leigh
obvious he was aroused, ready for her. And she hated
    admitting that her body had been ready for his since the moment he asked her if she was willing to spread herself for him alone.
    She tossed the towel back to him, ignoring his mocking grin as he caught it and dumped it in the sink.
    She was insane. She should have run from him while she had the chance.
    “One night,” she whispered. “That’s all.”
    The bottle was smacked on the bar top so hard beer sloshed from the top, and Crista jumped at the sound.
    “You aren’t making the deal here,” he informed her, his expression hardening. “You didn’t catch me
    possibly breaking the law and consorting with criminals, Crista. I caught you, remember?”
    Her fingernails dug into the leather of her purse.
    “And I know what you want in exchange for my freedom,” she snapped back. “Fine, you want to fuck.
    You want something you haven’t been able to con me out of this year: my body. You can have it. For one
    night.”
    “And if I want more than one night?” The black velvet tone of his voice had a tremor quaking through her womb, clenching at the muscles of her stomach as she stared back at him in shock.
    “Why would you want more than one night?” She shook her head in confusion. “How many women have
    you kept more than one night, Dawg?”
    She still had friends she had kept in Somerset, and they liked to gossip. Dawg was as newsworthy now as
    he had been eight years ago.
    “You aren’t every other woman, Crista,” he drawled. “I’ve never had to chase one for eight years before.
    It’s built up a hunger. One that I doubt one night is going to sate.”
    She blinked back at him in shock. She had expected what he wanted, but she hadn’t expected this. One
    night she could handle. More than one night?
    “How many nights?” She kept her voice from trembling, barely.
    Dawg’s expression hardened further. “I haven’t decided.”
    “You haven’t decided? So I’m supposed to just be ready and available for you whenever you get a
    hard-on?”
    Mocking consideration filled his face then. He nodded slowly. “That would work for me.”
    Crista clenched her teeth and calculated how long she still had to wait before Alex returned. He had been gone three months. Her last conversation with him, he had indicated that he could return within the next few weeks.
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    Could she handle being Dawg’s lover that long? Could she walk away with her soul if she did?
    “Don’t think about it too damned hard,” he bit out irritably. “I might change my mind.”
    Crista wrapped her arms over her breasts and stilled the anger beginning to rise inside her. She couldn’t afford to be angry at this point; she had to think. Dawg always managed to mess up her mind. She
    couldn’t afford to let him do it this time.
    “You’re being a bastard,” she told him forcefully. “You know I wasn’t involved in whatever you were
    doing there. I don’t deal with drugs, I never have.”
    He shrugged easily as he propped himself against the bar. “I haven’t seen you in eight years, Crista.
    People change in that time.”
    “Oh yeah, and people dealing in drugs work as waitresses at crappy little diners where they don’t even
    make minimum wage, too,” she snapped. “Don’t play with me; I don’t like it. At least admit that you’re
    using this to force something out of me that I wasn’t willing to give you.”
    A frown snapped between his brows, causing her stomach to clench nervously. “I wouldn’t force you.”
    “Then what do you call it? I can fuck you or I can go to jail? Hell of a choice there, Dawg,” she sneered.
    Crista watched the muscle at his jaw tighten, a heavy tic rippling through it as he watched her.
    “I thought I was being rather charitable,” he growled. “Deny you’re interested in being in my bed.”
    “I have. Every time I’ve

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