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Right where she wanted to go.
* * * *
Jared practically shoved Kat in the car then slammed the
door closed. He sprinted to the driver's side and got in. As he
started the engine, he turned to face her, "Kat " he started.
She leaned over and grabbed his face in her hands and
kissed the breath from his lungs. Jared's head reeled, his
mind raced, and at the same time, his desire-ridden body
leapt to attention, his erection pressing painfully against his
trousers.
He grabbed her around the waist and hauled her into his
lap. Kat lay sprawled across him, her head resting against the
crook of his arm. Jared kissed her deeply, his tongue battling
with hers. He slid his hand over her silk-lined legs, trailing his
fingers up the back of her calf, enjoying its tight, muscled
feel. His hand skimmed her knee then rode up her thigh. He
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stopped when he felt the garter and gazed down into Kat's
passion-filled face.
"It's payback time," he grinned.
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Chapter Seven
Jared's hand continued to taunt and tease Kat. She
moaned once as her head lolled back on Jared's forearm. His
fingers played with the garter, skimmed the delicate lace on
the panty, then worked their way under and grazed the
delicate nub hidden in the folds of flesh between her legs. Kat
almost sobbed from the exquisite torture as his long fingers
stroked and fondled her most secret place.
She shifted her body, pushing her feet against the
passenger seat, stretching as though she was a tight wire
being pulled in two different directions. Heat flowed through
her body though the air conditioner blew cool air full blast
against her skin. Each time she moved, her bottom skimmed
Jared's thighs, his erection pressing against her backside.
Moisture seeped out of the folds of flesh between her legs
that Jared caressed with his fingertips. The more he stroked,
the wetter she became.
"God almighty, Kat, don't move another muscle."
Jared's strained voice filled the small interior of the Jaguar,
just as his fingers ceased their delightful, exquisite torment.
She looked down to see him easing her dress back over her
legs.
An urge to cry out, 'No!' filled her. Kat mentally cursed.
Why had he stopped?
Grasping her around the waist, he lifted her from his lap
and eased her into the passenger seat. He shifted his tall
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frame beside her, but that didn't diminish the bulge between
his legs straining against his trousers.
Yes, she thought smugly, paybacks were indeed a bitch. It
pleased her no end to see the pained look on his face.
He gripped the steering wheel, causing the skin on his
knuckles to grow taut and white against the bronze color
highlighting the backs of both hands. He sat like that for a
few seconds, not moving, not saying a word. Finally, he slid
his gaze in her direction.
"I won't take you here like this. You deserve more than
that." His voice was clipped ... hoarse. "I intend to give you
what you want, Kat what we both want."
Her eyes widened when he grabbed her hand and brought
it to his lips, trailing them across the delicate skin lining the
back of it.
"...but not here. Not this way," he finished.
She swallowed, her throat muscles convulsed around a
tight, painful lump. "Take me home," she finally managed.
His face fell as he released her. Jared blew out a breath,
running a hand through his dark hair. He glanced out the
driver's side window then turned to face her, his face a mask
of hard angles and planes. "All right," he replied, as he blew
out a breath. "I'll take you home."
He slid his eyes away from her, put the car in drive and hit
the accelerator.
Kat laid a hand on his forearm. His foot slammed on the
brake, causing the car to lurch forward. Jared gazed at her
sharply and narrowed his eyes. "What?"
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She tried to smile, but couldn't get the corners of her
mouth to lift. "With me, Jared. I meant ... come home with
me."
His entire body relaxed. When he looked at her next, his
magnificent eyes glowed with a soft, golden light.
"With pleasure," came his husky response.
Kat cursed the long drive back to her house.
* * * *
Jared heard the low hum of the Jag's powerful motor, as
well as the racing beat of his own heart. He had to battle the
urge he felt to push the accelerator to the floor. His brain held
a dim memory of leaving Kat on the dance floor and of him
emptying his pockets of several hundred dollar bills. Jared
swore he could still hear the waiter's shout of 'Sir ... your
change!' as he literally shoved Kat out of Harry's.
As he drove toward Summerville, Jared glanced at Kat.
She stared out her window at the passing scenery and didn't
utter a word.
He didn't blame her in the least. He had responded to her
like a hormone-crazed teenager enjoying his first lay in his
daddy's car. Jared thought he'd shatter into a million tiny
pieces when she said, 'Take me home.' The need to be inside
her had overtaken his body ... and his good sense.
He had caught a glimpse of what lay beneath her dress
the fiery coral-colored thong and garter belt she wore fueled
his deepest fantasy come to life. He had to be out of his mind
to screw this up now. He'd bet his last dollar that she had on
that coral-colored corset he had seen on display at KISS.
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No way was he going to rush this!
She was allowing him in, letting him see her sensual side.
If she allowed him access to that, he'd find out more like
what was really happening behind KISS' doors. It shocked
him that he wanted to know that secret far more than he
wanted her approval for his plans for MegaMart and
Summerville. What went on behind KISS' closed doors
intrigued him, made his desire for Kat increase tenfold. Part
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