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the warmth of the fluid
slid over her tongue and down her throat. She melted so completely against him
that she lost track of herself and everything around them. He placed his hand
against the small of her back, crushing her harder to him, smashing her breasts
against his butter-soft leather shirt.
    The last of the wine passed from his mouth
to hers and his tongue replaced it, delving into her warmth as if to explore
every bit of her. She clenched her fists in his shirt, her tongue meeting his.
He tasted of wine and pure male, and he smelled of the clean scent of soap and
musky aftershave.
    She clung tighter to him, not wanting to
break the kiss, not wanting to lose the precious contact between them.
    But Derrick pulled away, leaving her
panting, her breath coming in hard, hungry gasps. Her body trembled with need for
him, for whatever he would give her, and her mind could hardly wrap around the
unbelievable desire she felt for the man.
    His eyes caught her, held her. “Your turn,”
he murmured in a husky voice that told her he was just as turned on as she was.
For a moment she didn’t know what he meant, but when he glanced at her
Chardonnay she reached for it with a trembling hand. Her fingers barely held
onto the glass as she brought it to her lips, and she felt a little of it
dribble onto her chin as she took a mouthful of the wine and held it, not
swallowing.
    When she set the glass down, Derrick leaned
close again. Instead of meeting her lips, he flicked his tongue out, lapping up
the drops of wine on her chin.
    He slowly moved his lips to hers and opened
his mouth. She fed him the wine, letting it trickle from her lips onto his
tongue.
    Derrick groaned and smashed their lips
together and clenched his hand so tight in her hair that the pain of it
startled her, yet it quickly melded into a pleasure that joined the incredible
kiss.
    When he slipped his tongue from her mouth
and raised his head to look into her eyes, he slid one hand from her hair to
cup the side of her face. Andi leaned into his palm, feeling almost as if her
muscles and limbs would no longer support her.
    He touched the tip of her nose with one
finger and gave her a sensual smile. “Did you know I’ve wanted to kiss you
since the first moment I saw you?”
    Andi’s heart beat a little faster. “I
thought you barely knew I existed, Master.”
    “How could I not notice you? You strode
into the office with such confidence and grace you stole my breath away.” He
smiled as he traced his finger down her nose. “And now you are mine.”
    Her head briefly swam with his words, but
she reminded herself how easily he had given her to another man. “For this
weekend, yes…Master.”
    He just smiled. “Come on. I’ll show you
around.”
    Andi took a shaky breath and nodded. She
didn’t know what had just happened, but whatever it was, it scared the hell out
of her. Even more than all the bondage and punishments he’d come up with so
far.

Chapter Ten
     
    Derrick and Andi walked hand in hand around
the lush resort. He held the leash, too, but needed the warmth of her small
hand in his.
    He couldn’t get enough of her. He knew he
never would. He enjoyed everything about her. The way she didn’t back down in
the boardroom when she felt strongly about an issue. The way she was willing to
compromise. The way she treated her employees with fairness, yet with the
firmness of a good manager.
    From watching her all this time, he knew
she was a good and loyal friend to her friends, and she would do anything for
them. She was honest and forthcoming—you always knew where you stood with Andi.
    And damn, but she was beautiful. Her
gorgeous breasts, her long black hair, her soft curves, and long legs… God, he
wanted to fuck her. It took a tight rein on his control to keep himself from
taking her down to the grass and thrusting his cock into her slick warmth now,
in front of everyone in the damn resort.
    No. He would wait until they were alone
like he had