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to show some emotion other than the steely gaze currently pinning her in place.
Blaina tilted her head back and met him stare for stare.  Are we just gonna stand here all
night staring at each other?
 Maybe.
His simple reply, or perhaps it was how he said it, a deep sizzling vibration of sound, had an
annoying effect on her libido, making her stomach clench and toes curl. How sick was she that
an indecisive word could make her pant like a dog in heat? If he said a full sentence would she
hump his leg? Good lord, she was pathetic.
She blew out a furious breath, angry with both herself and Jay. Even knowing the
consequences, she was ready to throw her brain and clothing out the window for one more
chance to fuck him.
To avoid pulling him down to her level for a game of tonsil hockey, she tucked her hands in
her back pockets. But her forced air of nonchalance had another side effect, thrusting her breasts,
erect nipples and all, out in a  please fondle me manner.
Jay inhaled sharply.
So the man could emote on occasion given the right stimulus. She tested her theory, leaning
back against her car, keeping her breasts aimed outward and upward. His gaze followed her tits
like they were bouncing black balls on karaoke night. It made her want to break out into song.
Maybe  Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover would do the trick.
But making Jay deaf with her wailings wasn t exactly what she wanted to accomplish
tonight.
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He moved in close until the only way she could escape would be to climb over her car. As if
she d chance denting it like that. His gaze remained locked on hers. Blue had never been such a
warm color before.
 You know, Jay, today was long and hot and tiring and as stimulating as this game of  let s
see who blinks first is, I m gonna have to 
Before she could finish, his body met hers, sandwiching her between hard metal and even
harder Jay. His calloused palms scratched over her bare arms, making her gasp, making her flesh
ache for more, for deeper penetration, for her body to be consumed by his hands and mouth. She
was ready to beg for him to end the torment, when his grip moved to her neck, tipping her head
back.
 You blinked, was all he said before his lips ground down against hers, sucking away all
rational thought. He devoured, tongue driving into her mouth with volatile force. In return, she
dished out everything she had. Pouring into him, marking him, trying to ensure that come
morning, he couldn t wipe her from his mind. She breathed his taste deep into her lungs, the raw
male power that seeped from every pore.
But it wasn t enough. Clawing the wash-worn cotton of his shirt, her fingers dug into his
pectorals and scraped down over a chiseled abdomen. Lower still, she grasped his bulging
erection, feeling soft, faded denim and hard, relentless male.
His cock throbbed against her touch and she tightened her grip, circling his length through
the forgiving fabric, fucking him with her hand. She purred and he growled, ripping his mouth
from hers.  No. I won. It s my turn to take.
In fast, jerky movements, he undid her jeans, yanking them and her underwear down to her
knees. He spun her around, pinning her against where her fender met her door, leaning toward
the cowl, one hand against her spine holding her in place. With his other hand he traced down the
crack of her ass and into the moisture seeping between her legs.
He paused there, swirling two fingers over her wet flesh, not quite entering. She wondered
what he was waiting for. Her light was green and if he didn t race through her intersection at top
speed, she d implode.
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She tried to spread her legs wider, anything to give him a clue that she wanted to be taken,
but the hand pinned to her back and the jeans and underwear bunched at her knees kept
movement to a minimum.
Those damn swirling fingers finally thrust their way inside and she just about hit peak
velocity. He fucked her with his fingers like he would with his cock, slamming into her harder
and faster, his leg pushing against hers, his hand flattened against and kneading her spine. She
reached behind her, trying to grab him, to bring his body even closer. But his questing fingers
slightly curled, adding an abrasive torment to the pleasure, and she completely surrendered,
letting him control her like only he could, building her higher, making her not give a damn about
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