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She played with the cards, shuffling in various ways.  I don t know, it s the strangest thing. I ve just
always hated yellow food.
Jackson held out his hand.  Give them over, my turn to deal. She placed the cards in his hand. Their
fingers touched. Sparks jumped between them.  One more hand to break the tie, he murmured.
She cleared her throat and took a sip of her wine.  Just don t pout when I win.
Jackson dealt the cards. They both seemed to be on pins and needles, as if this last hand meant more
to them both than merely breaking a tie. Or maybe he was just reading more into their game than what was
there.
Grace threw away two cards, and he dealt her two more. He tossed down two of his own cards and
took two more off the top of the deck. He watched as she showed her hand. Damn, a flush. He showed his
own and growled,  Two pair. You win.
 Come on, I get three more Jackson facts.
 Yeah, yeah. Well, I m a black belt in Karate. The only books I ever read are business related, though
that dirty book in your apartment has me thinking I ve been missing out on a lot.
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 It s not dirty, it s romance.
He took a sip of his wine, draining the glass.  Last thing. I watch you walk when we re at the office.
Not a day goes by that I don t stare at your ass.
Grace shook her head.  I m not sure that qualifies as a fact.
He leaned across the table and whispered,  Do you care?
Suddenly she stood and moved toward him, her steps precise. He couldn t read her mood now.  Not
really, she stated, her voice so low he barely heard her.
Jackson stood too. His fingers stroked the baby-soft skin of her cheek.  What do you want? Her
mesmerizing gaze drifted over him, teasing him to full alert status.  Gracie?
 This, she whispered, before rising to her toes and pressing her lips to his. She was gentle, shy, as if
unsure what to do with him. When her tongue slid over his bottom lip in a curious perusal, he gave up any
pretense at control. He enfolded her in his arms, pulling her against his body, fitting her curves to him. He
thrust his pelvis against her lower abs, saying without words what he would demand from her if she
continued her little game. She moaned against his mouth and dug her fingers into his hair, then brought one
leg up to wrap around his waist. Jackson cupped her ass and lifted her off the floor, forcing her to clutch
onto him with both legs.
He pried his lips from hers and gave her one last chance to walk away.  Be sure, baby. Be damned
sure this is what you want.
Her breath came out in pants as she said,  You left me. I needed you, and you left me.
 Never again, he promised as he strode across the room.  I swear it.
 I ll knee you in the balls if you ever do that again, Jackson.
It wasn t until he entered the bedroom, flipped on the bedside lamp and sat on the end of the bed that
her words registered.  I don t doubt it for a second, he murmured as he tasted her lips with his tongue. He
coaxed her to open for him. When she surrendered, he delved inside, addicted to her sweetness. The flavor
of her& there wasn t another woman on earth who tasted as sinfully sweet as Grace.
With her straddling him, Jackson s cock was so hard he was afraid he d end up with an imprint of his
damned zipper, but he was loath to let her up long enough to undress. She dipped her head and licked his
neck, teasing and nibbling at his overheated skin. Her lower body gyrated against his. Jesus, the woman
was hot. Sexy and hot and all his. He lifted away from her and grasped her waist, standing her in front of
him. Grace s cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen. Several locks of hair had come loose from her twist.
She looked ready to fuck.  You make me crazy, baby. But why the change of heart? Why now?
 I decided I didn t want to deny myself anymore. I ve wanted you for so long, Jackson. I don t know
if that s a good thing or not, but I don t feel like questioning it tonight. I just want you to touch me.
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 I m going to do more than touch you, baby. A hell of a lot more. He smoothed his palms up her
sides until he reached her breasts. He cupped them through the black silk of her dress. He let his thumbs
tease the hard tips, and Grace swayed. He pulled his hands away and ordered,  Undress.
Grace didn t speak, though her expression conveyed all he needed to know. She was nervous. Excited,
but still a little afraid of his sexual appetites.  Don t think so hard, baby.
 I m not. They both knew she was lying, but he let it go and waited. She took a deep breath and
moved her fingers to a hidden zipper along her right side. As she worked the straps off her shoulders, the
dress fell free, landing in a black pool at her feet. His gaze went straight to her pussy. No panties. Oh, hell.
His hand lifted, cupping her neatly trimmed mound.  Mmm, I missed this little pussy. I m going to fuck it
so hard.
 Jackson. His name came out as a pleading whisper, and it was music to his ears.
He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss to her clit.  My dick is going to feel so good sliding inside
of you. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, his attention rapt as her breasts were bared for him.
He leaned forward, unable to help himself, and tasted one turgid peak. Grace shuddered and tunneled her
fingers in his hair. He swirled his tongue around the puffy areola before sucking as much as he could into
his mouth.
 Yes, just like that, she breathed out.  Oh, God, that feels so good.
He pulled back and stared at her.  Take your hair down, Gracie, he commanded as he rose to his feet.
He started unbuttoning and unzipping his slacks as Grace lifted her fingers to her hair. She pulled several
pins free, letting them fall where they may. She shook the shiny strands out and finger combed them. In the
dimly lit room, her hands now clasped together in front of her, Jackson thought she looked like a sweet
angel. An innocent, untouchable being that he had no business breathing near, much less fucking. And if
anyone would ve attempted to keep him from her in that instant, he would ve fought to the death to get to
her. It didn t much matter that he was too old for her, too hard and too experienced. She was his, and he d
willingly shed blood to keep her.
Naked finally, he closed the few inches between them and cupped her cheek, her desire and trust
clearly visible in her expression. His gut clenched.  I ve wanted you here like this for so long. I have a lot
of ideas. Dirty ideas. Things you ve never considered doing, probably, but I won t hurt you. I d never hurt
you, Gracie.
She slid a hand between their bodies and wrapped it around his cock.  I may not be as experienced as
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