He sank in to her core, until their bodies touched in the most intimate of ways. For a moment, he just lay there, basking in a place that felt like home. He felt Dominique’s walls clamping and contracting against him. He pulled out, and in again ... slowly ... just like before.

It was driving her mad. Dominique lifted herself off the bed, trying to force Jake into the frenzied dance her body craved.

Jake laughed. “You want this, baby?”

Dominique raked long, manicured nails down the length of his back.

Jake broke out in goose bumps, but he refused to be hurried. Plus, Dominique hadn’t answered his question. He pulled all of the way out. He’d give her what she wanted, everything she wanted ... but in his time.

“Jake!” Dominique panted. She opened her eyes to see where he had gone, just in time to see him ease down her body until his tongue had found her paradise once more. His tongue worked better than any fencer’s sword ever could. Dominique almost blacked out from the pleasure. He spread her wide and proceeded to act as if he hadn’t eaten a meal in days. Just when Dominique thought she could take no more, Jake climbed back on top of her, sank himself inside to the hilt, and used those strong legs and wide hips just the way Dominique thought he could.

She’d been a part of conversations where women asked the question if bigger was better. Dominique could answer that in one word: abso-effing-lutely!

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39

Shawn walked into Jake’s office and saw a brooding man, staring at the playbook. But Shawn knew Jake wasn’t seeing a thing.

“What’s on your mind, Coach? And don’t tell me work because I know it’s not the Panthers.”

Jake had tried to keep his mind on this Saturday’s opponents. They were the biggest challenge to the Hurricanes’ undefeated record. His lack of concentration had nothing to do with the two hours’ sleep he’d had, but more about the comment Dominique made as she slipped into her dress and scurried home. “We’re going to have to be weekend lovers, baby, so I can stay awake at work!” The casual comment bothered him, had him asking questions. Could he have a serious relationship with a career woman? And was it right for him to expect someone to deny a part of themselves to be with him?

Jake put down the book he was holding. “Taylor works in PR, right?”

Shawn sat across from Jake and nodded. “Yep, she’s had her own company now for the past five years.”

“And her being a career woman never gets in the way of the relationship? You never feel that you come in second to the career, the kids, everything else going on?”