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with it.”
    The brazen command took him by surprise. The old Charlotte would never have said something like that. He wasn’t sure he liked it.
    Scratch that, he amended, as his cock swelled and grew even harder, he loved it.
    Grabbing hold of her wrists, he locked them with one hand and shoved them over her head, keeping her immobile as he drove into her sweet paradise in a frenzied rhythm. She must have liked the illusion of bondage because a gush of moisture covered his cock and she bucked her hips wildly to meet his hurried thrusts.
    Nate’s lungs burned as he slammed into her, over and over again. Pleasure gathered in his groin then shot off in all directions as another release crashed over him. He felt, heard, saw Charlotte coming, her red hair fanned across the stark white pillow, her inner muscles pulsating, her swollen clit rubbing against the base of his cock at each stroke.
    They were both gasping for air by the time their respective orgasms ebbed and faded. When Nate regained his senses, he noticed that Charlotte was laughing softly, the sound vibrating against his damp chest.
    “What’s so funny?” he asked hoarsely.
    “I was just thinking that as far as reunions go—” she laughed again, more of a wheeze this time, “—this one tops them all.”
     
     
    “So how did it go?”
    Georgia sounded far more chipper than Charlotte felt this morning, and she suddenly wished she hadn’t picked up her cell phone. Nate had just left ten minutes ago, after spending the entire night devouring her body and bringing her pleasure she hadn’t even known existed. She’d wanted to hold on to those delicious sensations a little while longer, but Georgia’s phone call swiftly reminded her that last night hadn’t been just about pleasure.
    How did it go?
    So many answers to that one simple question. As far as seductions went, this one had been irrefutably successful. As far as sex, hands down, best of her life. Yet from the second she’d opened her eyes this morning, Charlotte’s stomach had been in knots. Nate had been sound asleep beside her, his rugged features softened in slumber, and all she’d wanted to do was wake him up with a kiss, climb on top of that spectacular body and ride him until they both forgot their names.
    It was unfair. She’d wanted to leave him wanting more, but instead, she was the one suffering that fate. She wanted him again. And again. And then some more.
    She’d fallen right back under Nate Bishop’s spell, and she hadn’t been in town twenty-four hours yet.
    “It was fine,” she finally said. “Everyone at the reunion was very cordial. I even signed an autograph for a woman who used to torment me.”
    “I wasn’t talking about the reunion and you know it. How did it go with Nate?”
    “It…we…some sex was involved.”
    Georgia hooted. “Good sex or bad sex?”
    She answered in a guarded tone. “Good.”
    “Did you tell him to get lost afterward?”
    “No, I…” Her voice drifted. Why hadn’t she done that? She’d been supposed to give him a piece of her mind. Instead, she’d spent the night tangled in his muscular arms.
    “Right, you want him to fall for you again,” Georgia said, oblivious to Charlotte’s inner turmoil. “One night won’t be enough for that.”
    Nope, one night definitely hadn’t been enough…
    “Did he spend the night?”
    “Yeah.” Though she normally felt comfortable telling Georgia everything, she found it hard to reveal any details of last night’s reunion with Nate.
    “What did he say before he left?”
    “He asked me if he could see me again.”
    “And you said?”
    “I said yes.”
    Georgia went quiet again then made a frustrated sound. “You’re still going through with it, right? Giving him a taste of his medicine?”
    “Of course,” she said quickly. “I just want to reel him in a bit more before I do it.”
    Just saying the words out loud made her wince. She wasn’t a naturally mean person. Even when she’d lived