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were no longer able to push him away as her mind anxiously tried to do.

When she felt his tongue tease her lips, she gasped at the electric shock and he took full advantage of that, moving in and tasting her, his tongue teasing hers to participate. She’d never been kissed like this, feeling so helpless, so overwhelmed. A kiss was supposed to be nice and considerate, something to be savored. Not this crazy kind of lust that assaulted her and caused her body to want to press against his while her hands ached to touch him, to feel his muscles and explore.

She was usually the one in charge, the one that moved in on her dates and kissed them good night. She started and stopped their kisses. Damon wasn’t following the rules! He wasn’t being considerate!

Damon could feel the resistance in her body and was determined to make her let go of control. Her hands were gripping his shirt, both pushing him one moment, then pulling him closer the next. He countered her resistance with gentleness, nibbling on her lower lip, sliding his tongue along her mouth and showing her what it would feel like. He felt like a king when he heard the small whimper in the back of her throat and her whole body melted against his, pressing herself closer. The hands that had been fisted on his shirt were now wrapping around his neck, her fingers sliding into his hair and he almost lost control.

Her reaction was so electrifying, so incredibly sweet that he deepened the kiss, pulling her head back so he could taste her more thoroughly, loving the way she continued to make those sexy sounds and his body hardened almost painfully as she slid herself against him. He could feel her breasts against his chest, his mind reeling at how kitten like she could be when she gave in to the attraction.

He pulled back, knowing that if he continued this kiss much longer, he would lift her lush figure into his arms and take her down the hallway to his bedroom, not letting her up until she was screaming out her release in his arms. Damn but she felt good!

He watched in fascination as she recovered from his kiss, seeing her eyes flutter open, the realization that she’d wrapped herself around him and she slowly recoiled, embarrassed by her body’s reaction.

Eva stood there, staring at the middle of his chest and wondering what had just happened. Her mind wasn’t working very well but she tried to form a thought. “Why did you do that?” she asked, whispering in case the noise of her voice melted her body that was still weak from his kiss.

“Because I wanted to,” he replied with a voice deeper with husky sensuality. “And you enjoyed it even though you’re probably castigating yourself for that pleasure.”

She took a deep breath and stepped away, refusing to admit that she might have liked the way he felt against her, or even that his kiss might have engendered a small, tiny, infinitesimal reaction inside her. “I don’t think that is part of our bargain.”

“The deal was that I could try and convince you of my sterling qualities. I consider my….abilities…one of my sterling qualities. Deal has been set, you can’t renegotiate the terms after the fact.”

“That wasn’t part of the negotiations.”

“Too late to add details to the contract. We’re going on implied conditions,” he said and handed her a glass of wine. He didn’t want her to think too much about that kiss or her reaction to it. He was concerned that she would pull away or refuse to meet with him if she was afraid of their attraction. “Tell me what you did today.” He wanted to change the subject, to get her mind off of her reaction, even though his body was still hard and aching for her curves to be back in his arms so they could finish what they’d started.

She stared down at the wine in her glass, wondering what she’d gotten herself into. This was crazy and she was terrified of what he’d just done to her, what he’d made her feel.

Her hands were shaking as she walked over to the sofa, sinking down into the soft cushions and trying to come up with a response. Unfortunately, her mind wasn’t working, it was still back on that kiss and her response. How could she have enjoyed that so much, with a man she hated? Was she that weak? Was