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with him.

He could tell by her expression she hadn’t liked what he’d said. She took a step closer, got in his face, put her mouth just inches from his, their noses almost touched. “Ha! And just what were you going to do? Tie me up?”

A slow smile slid over his lips. If only she knew how many times such a thought had crossed his mind. He’d never been into that bondage stuff, but he could just imagine such a thing with her. “Considering the state I’ve been in all week, the state I happen to be in right now, tying you up would have definitely been an option.”

Chloe stared at him, stunned at his admission, and at that moment she realized not only what he’d said but what he’d meant. Somewhere along the line their conversation had become sexual. Maybe for him it had always been that way, but due to her raging anger she had failed to see it. However, she was seeing it now. She could feel his heat and that heat was being passed on to her. Even the distended nipples pressing against her blouse felt like they were ready to detonate. And the area between her legs, more specifically the depths of her womb, felt hot.

“And do you know what I would have done after tying you up, Chloe?”

Nibbling on her bottom lip she held his gaze while her entire body felt like a bonfire. She’d never considered herself a fiercely passionate woman, but at that moment the raw images going through her mind, of her bound to his bed, legs spread, with him naked and crawling over her, to mate with her, had her speechless.

He didn’t wait for her to respond to his question. “I would have stripped you naked and then licked you all over from head to toe.”

Added to the very image flowing in her mind, she could definitely see him doing that. A heated ache settled between her thighs and when she felt her panties get wet she tightened her legs together. Hot passion, deep desire was taking over her entire body with his words and every part of her was responding, without any restraints.

“But do you know where my mouth would have lingered, Chloe? Where it would have devoured you to the fullest, given you the most sensual pleasure?”

When she didn’t say anything, he leaned in, whispered close to her ear and what he said, as well as the erotic picture his words made, had her weak in the knees. And it didn’t help matters that she could feel the warmth of his breath against her neck.

“And trust me, you aren’t out of the woods yet,” he said in a deep, husky and sexually-laden voice. “So if you don’t want me with the same intensity that I want you, with the same intensity that I plan on taking you, then I suggest you walk out that door right now, because I refuse to avoid you any longer.”

Chloe swallowed tightly while admitting inwardly that she wanted him, wanted him to take her and with the same intensity he was alluding to. There was no way she could or would deny that. And she knew that standing before her was a fiercely passionate man. She had known it from the first time she had seen him that day crossing the street. There had been something about him that had sent a sensual thrill through her, had made her entirely aware of him as a woman. It had made her fantasize about him every night since then. So what he was threatening to do stimulated her more than he would ever know.

But then at the same time, he was giving her an out without having to feel guilty about leaving him in a tough spot in regard to losing a cook. She should take it. But the bottom line was that she didn’t want to take it. She wanted to take him instead.

“Chloe?”

Her name flowed from his lips in a deeply throaty tone. She met his gaze. “Yes?”

“I’m waiting.”

She inhaled deeply, took a couple of steps to him, flattened her hands against his chest, looked up into his eyes and then told him calmly, “So am I.”

Ramsey’s self-control snapped and the speed in which his mouth swept down on Chloe’s had his head spinning. But the twirling stopped and was replaced by an explosion going off in his skull the moment his tongue was planted firmly in her mouth.

She tasted like the strawberry cake she

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