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looked down into her eyes and said very somberly, “I told you the first night you arrived that if you were mine, I would blister your bottom for putting yourself at such risk. And when you’re mine, I will.” He took her mouth in a kiss that was all possession and passion, slanting her lips open to invade her mouth with his tongue. His arms kept her on tiptoes, tight against him, shoulder to thigh, back arched. She could feel his growing arousal rub against her belly. His lips descended to her ear, as his husky voice vowed,

“I will lay you across my lap bare bottom up, your panties around your ankles, and I will make you remember whose you are, and that I protect what’s mine, even from themselves. I will make you cry and beg and wail and promise to behave in the future, but that won’t stop me from warming your fanny good and hot.” He bit her earlobe in gentle warning. “You will need to borrow Mandy’s pillow for several days at the dinner table.”

Suddenly, he let her go, and she nearly collapsed at his feet.

He reached out a hand to steady her, but she shied away from it, turning to practically run out of the room as if the hounds of hell were at her heels.

Instead, the only things that followed her were a confused little Yorkie and Barrett’s deep, amused chuckle.

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Carolyn Faulkner

Chapter VI

arrett slammed the door of the ancient pickup and stomped up the steps to the house, to be greeted by Bthe sound of someone torturing a cat. He opened the screen door carefully, frankly concerned about what kind of mayhem he might encounter that would cause such an unholy racket. What he found was delightful, visually at least: Meg was elbow deep in some kind of dough at the kitchen counter, her back to him – and a beautiful backside it was. He snickered a little, then schooled his face to watch the show. Mandy’s boom box was on the table, blaring directly at her. She had yet to notice his presence

– he could tell by the fact that her baleful caterwauling hadn’t decreased in volume, if anything it had risen to a frightening crescendo. Barrett was certain that every dog within range – he noticed that Butch had abandoned his mistress for quieter digs –

was going to start howling in protest shortly. Far from interrupting her, he stood for a moment and enjoyed the view of Meagan at her most uninhibited. She was wearing seafoam green jeans and a thin white cotton top, long red hair piled on top of her head haphazardly leaving her neck and shoulders tantalizingly exposed. But it was her hips and tushie swaying in time to the soulful music that drew his eyes like a magnet.

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Embraced

“You’re the reason I live, you’re the reason I die. You’re the reason I give when I break down and cry, don’t need no reason whyyyyyyyyyy, ba-by, ba-by, ba-a- YIKES!!”

If she hadn’t caught a whiff of his ever present aftershave, Meg might have worried about the owner of the wonderfully muscled arms that drew her back against an impossibly hard chest while her messy hands remained buried in the bread dough. There was no doubt in Meg’s mind as to the identity of the man who moved both of them sensuously in time to the music, kissing his way wetly up her bare neck to press his lips against her ear and murmur the next line of the song huskily, “You’re my angel, come and save me tonight. You’re my angel, come and make it all right.”

He’d completely undone her. Meg was a puddle of drool in his arms. She couldn’t have put a coherent sentence together to save her life, and it was becoming a familiar state around him. His unselfconsciously sexy, sensuous manner invited her to join him and revel in the sparks they created. Man, was she reveling. She allowed herself to relax completely against him, feeling his arousal against the top swell of her bottom. Barrett was doing some reveling of his own. She was usually like a raw nerve when he touched her, all jumpy and nervous. Finally, it seemed she was relaxing a little, beginning to enjoy the pleasure they created in each other. He let his hands roam where they would, feeling her sides and tummy, lightly running his fingers under her arms, then down and back up to cup her breasts possessively. Her nipples were hard and delicate as berries, and she whimpered wonderfully when his thumb and index finger captured them to roll and pull the aching nubs, arching her back to cradle her breasts in his eager hands.

Suddenly, he wanted her mouth under his. Barrett flipped her in his arms, pressing his lips down onto hers in a passionate, probing kiss. Meg felt a little overwhelmed by his ardor, especially since she couldn’t even hug him back without covering him in flour

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and dough. Her hands were useless. Barrett’s head came up, and a devilish gleam entered his eye as if he’d had the same realization.

“Put your hands on the counter,” he said, biting her bottom lip just a little as if warning her to obey. Surprisingly, she did as she was told. His hands raised the hem of the cottony white blouse she was wearing until her breasts were exposed. The bra she was wearing was serviceable but hardly sexy. Not that he cared one way or the other. It wasn’t the bra he wanted, it was what was in the bra.

When he

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