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moist folds, finding where she needed to be touched.
She moaned as he increased the pace, the intensity. She was mindless
with raw need and a whimper escaped from her lips as one hand continued
his erotic torture of her breasts, while the other kept up a relentless assault
on her inflamed clit. Yes. Oh, yes. Kara knew the passionate, hot voice
was her own, but she barely recognized it. It was high-pitched, keening,
begging for relief.
His mouth swallowed her moan, as though he wanted every bit of her
pleasure. She responded, nipping at his lip, opening for his possession,
surrendering completely.
Her channel clenched and she could feel the impending climax all the
way to her toes. Ripping her mouth from his, she threw her head back and let
out a long groan as a powerful orgasm took her over, making her ride on
waves of pleasure that she had never experienced before.
Her head dropped against his shoulder as ripples continued to make her
body shudder. Oh, God. What in the hell was that? She panted as Simon
closed her robe and pulled her sagging body against his.
Pleasure. Just a taste of what we could have in bed, he replied quietly,
his large body rocking her slightly as she recovered. I d like one night,
Kara. Not because you have to, but because you want it, too. I ll help you
regardless. It s your choice whether or not to give me what I want. But be
warned& I like control.
Still shattered, her mind in chaos, she asked haltingly, What does that
mean exactly?
Total surrender, he answered in a low, hoarse voice that vibrated with
barely-controlled passion. Think about it. Say the word and I ll give you
every ounce of pleasure that I m capable of giving.
I m not really that experienced. I-I& you d be disappointed. She hadn t
had sex in more than five years and even then, only with one boyfriend. It
had been her only sexual relationship, one that had lasted five years and
ended badly.
I don t want sexual expertise. I just want you, he replied abruptly as he
moved back, giving her space.
Kara noticed the tense look on his face, the grooves around his mouth.
Eyes dropping to his groin, she could see his large shaft straining against the
denim.
He leaned forward and gently kissed her forehead. Decide later. You ve
been through a lot today and you need to get over your illness. Rest. Eat.
Relax. I ll be in my computer lab upstairs if you need anything. Nina will be
here soon with your clothes. Feel free to keep the robe. It looks good on you.
But just so you know& I ll have a raging erection every time you wear it. I ll
remember every sweet sound, every delicious response from you while you
were coming in my arms.
Kara grasped the counter behind her, her knuckles white from the
strength of her grip as he turned and sauntered away, muscles rippling in his
perfectly formed ass and back as he casually left the kitchen.
Did that really just happen? she whispered in an astounded voice,
hoping that this whole day was just a bad dream and she would wake up in
her own bed, in her own tiny apartment.
Simon Hudson was a danger to her sanity, and she needed to stay as far
away from him as possible.
Four months. Could she do it? She straightened her spine and wrapped
the robe tighter around her body. She was a survivor; she would survive.
Simon had mentioned that sleeping with him wasn t a requirement. It didn t
have to happen.
Kara took a deep breath, trying to relax her body. She d do whatever she
could to help Simon except sleep with him. She could cook, clean, help him out with whatever he
needed to have done. Not having a job was going to
leave her restless. There had to be other things she could do to repay him.
You want to. You know you want him.
She shook her head, trying to silence her wayward thoughts. Getting
involved with Simon Hudson was not a good idea. The billionaire genius
was the type who would leave her devastated after one night of passion. He
had just proved it by rocking her world, and she hadn t even had sex with
him.
But now you know it would be a one incredible night that you d never
forget.
And it would. That was her fear. It would be much too memorable.
Shaking her head, she suddenly remembered the clinic. She should have
been there this morning.
Oh, shit. I have to call Maddie. How could I have forgotten?
Kara spent every Saturday morning volunteering at the free children s
clinic with Dr. Madeline Reynolds. It was something Kara had been doing
every Saturday morning for the last year and although she wasn t yet
licensed as a nurse, she helped out by taking on every task she was capable
of so that Maddie could see as many children as possible on clinic day.
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