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    Forcing me to acknowledge his virility, he brushed his hardness against the small of my back and I bit the inside of my cheek in an attempt to erase the pleasure that it gave me. I wanted to wrap my arms around him .
     
    Mateja molded my swollen breasts into the palm of his hands over my shirt, releasing my breasts from my bra, the silk material felt abrasive on my nipples as he pinched and kneaded them. A feeling of sexual electricity traveled all over my body. I rubbed my rear against his rigid pelvis. M y body felt a light tingle w hen he slowed down, our breaths already heavy.
     
    Every stroke of his momentarily reminded me of my two previous uneventful lovers. I didn’t have to tell him what I wanted, how I liked to be caressed . Travelling upwards, he ran his callous fingers between my shoulder blades, down to the small of my back, up and down, light and rough .
     
    He was right; I missed him already and I wouldn’t have been able to get ahold of him. From day one, he tested my resolve. I knew that his eyes swept over my body , appraising me .
     
    I pursed my lips together and blew the strands of my hair that brushed against my face. “You are one arrogant son of a bitch!”

CHAPTER 8
     
     
    Mateja moved his hands around my lower stomach. “Rebecca. ” H is thumbs pressed against the dimples in the small of my back . The rest of his fingers kept my hips from moving. “I am not arrogant. I am just right .” Laughing huskily, he resumed, “Most of my focus was off during my meeting. All I can think about was when I could taste you again .”
     
    I pulled away from him, trying to get a handle on my emotions . “Life is about taking one mind-fuck at a time and knowing what to do with it. I chose to leave.”
     
    “Rebecca, I wasn’t trying to be cryptic with you.”
     
    “Yeah, right! Mateja. W hat is it that you’re trying to do here? H olding me like I am dear to you while being evasive just the same?”
     
    “You ’re say ing that you didn’t want to see me again?”
     
    “Are you going to keep answering a question with a question?” Frustrated, I threw my hands in the air. Despite my misgivings, I couldn’t leave him after he held me. Logically, my mind told me run out of the room, go home, talk with my brother, and pig out on something starchy, and preferably sweet. “I just upset someone who loves me , faults and all, a brother, who you recognize cares for me . I can’t stand to look myself in the mirror after the way he looked at me. I don’t know what you’re angle is, but I can’t cause him more stress by screwing you again and further disappointing him.”
     
    “I am not trying to compromise the relationship you have with him . I shouldn’t have made it clear that I knew you’re name.” He paused, probably detecting the lightly pleading sound that came out of his mouth. “I brought you here because I ’ve been thinking about you, especially after this morning .” The sincerity and torment on his face left me unsettled . He walked towards the table and took a seat.
     
    “ So it really bothers you that you’ve thought about me, huh?” I clapped my hands against my thighs and he licked his lips, making me forget what I was going to say to him.
    H e motioned me to sit across from him. I complied .
     
    He reached over the table, his broad upper body looming over me with sinuous grace, kissing my forehead and then the tip of my nose. Caught aware , I leaned back. In response, he reached even closer and pulled me forward, until my nose came in contact with the smooth and firm tip of his nose. I don’t know how I forgot how long his body was.
     
    “I am bothered, not because it’s you that consumes my thoughts, but because I know you want something from me too...maybe just—“he swirled dramatically over the side of his body and I cliqued my tongue against my teeth—“I didn’t know what I would do if I didn’t see you again. There’s no listing for