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My heart was pounding.

I swallowed, noting the deep blue eyes on my throat, fixed on the pulse that was fluttering wildly as I said, in a whisper,

‘Ta..Taste…Taste me?”

And then, as I heard the low growl of St Just as he rose to his feet and came to stand behind me, I asked, trembling,

‘Wh…what do you mean? Ummm…Sir?”

Laim O’Grady raised a mocking black brow.

He looked supremely in charge, like the Devil, I thought in fright. I took a step back and felt myself come up against Finn St Just’s soft, rich dinner jacket. His hands landed on my upper arms which were bare and I felt as though my flesh was burning now.

I looked up helplessly into the face of O’Grady who had moved closer.

Together, between them, they had hemmed me in.

On one side was the large grey couch, on the other, the coffee table with it’s elegant glass top.

I swallowed.

‘Taste me…wh…where?” I asked, my voice a husky whisper, my chest rising and falling as I felt my agitation grow.

O’Grady smiled. A cold, hard
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