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“Denger. That’s a different name.”

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“I guess it’s Egyptian since that’s where he immigrated from.”

“Have you slept with him yet?”

Nyx’s face heated as she blushed. “I don’t think I have to answer that question.”

“I’m going to take it that you have.”

“Mom!”

“What? If you have, there is nothing wrong with that. You’re a healthy, young woman who should have an active sex life. Maybe now that you have a real man in your life again you can stop making do with the ones in those romance novels.”

Her face felt even redder. Even though her mother could be counted on to sometimes say the most outrageous things, she still could catch Nyx unawares when she least expected it. “Okay, I’m so not going to walk into that one.” Just then, the sound of her buzzer filled her apartment. Denger had arrived. Nyx walked over to the intercom and buzzed him into the building.

“Is that your date?”

“Yes, it is. So I’m going to hang up now. Tell Dad I said hi.”

“All right. I guess I’ve tortured you enough. I’ll call you sometime during the week. Love you.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

Nyx disconnected the call just as Denger knocked on her door. Putting the phone on the small hall table, she undid the locks and pulled it open. He took her breath away. Instead of a t-shirt, Denger wore a black button-down shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans.

She smiled and stepped back into the apartment for him to come inside. “I guess I picked the right outfit.”

His gaze ran up and down the length of her body. “And you seem to be a bit taller as well.”

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Nyx lifted a foot off the ground and wiggled her bare toes at him. “Given how tall you are, I figured every little bit helps.”

“You look beautiful, Nyx.” He wrapped an arm around her waist and brushed her lips with his. “The heels are sexy. I think I’ll enjoy removing them when we come back here.”

Hearing the sexy timbre of Denger’s voice, and seeing the way he looked at her as if he wanted to gobble her up, Nyx found herself short of breath. “Or we could just skip lunch and you can take them off now.”

Denger released her and moved away so there was quite a bit of space between them. “Nope. I’m taking you out to eat first. And no trying to change my mind, because it won’t work.”

“In that case, let’s hurry up and go. I’ll just grab my purse and keys.”

Snatching those two items off the coffee table, Nyx hurried back to Denger. After they stepped out into the hallway and she had locked the door, he took her hand and linked their fingers together as they headed down the stairs. Out on the sidewalk, he led her to a flashy black Mustang. It was exactly the type of car Nyx figured Denger would drive. The muscle car suited him to a T. He opened the passenger door and helped her get seated before getting in. The engine roared to life and they were off.

“So where are you taking me?” she asked as they headed for the downtown core.

“There’s a nice Italian restaurant I’ve been told is really good.”

“You’ve never been there?”

“No. I don’t eat out at a lot of restaurants. Desiree, my other friend’s wife, told me about it. To quote her, the food is to die for.”

Nyx let out a little laugh. “It seems as if you have two women giving you a lot of advice.”

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Denger shot her a quick look of disgust before he turned back to the road. “Too much, if you ask me. Having to live with them makes it harder to avoid them. And it doesn’t help that their husbands think it’s hilarious.”

“It’s nice that you’re all so close.”

“What about you? Do you have a big family?”

“No, not really. Besides my mom and dad, I have an older brother two years my senior.”

“And are you close with them?”

“Yeah. I talk to Evan, my brother, at least once a week, along with my parents. I was actually talking to my mom when you buzzed up to my apartment. Just a word of warning, I told her about you and we’ve been invited over to my parents’ place for dinner sometime. Don’t worry, I won’t subject you to my family yet. My mom is a bit of a character and likes to say things that would shock a normal person.”

Denger let out a burst of laughter. “I should introduce her to Kysen. He has that nasty habit as well. They would get along famously.”

“He’s one of your roommates?”

“Yes.”

Pulling into the parking lot of a mid-sized Italian restaurant, Denger swung into one of the empty spaces and shut off the engine. Before Nyx could open the car door, he was there doing it for her. Holding her hand again, he guided her into the restaurant. The hostess quickly seated them at a table when Denger gave his name for a reservation for two.

It didn’t take them long to decide what they wanted. Once the waitress arrived, Denger ordered for the both of them and they were alone again. Nyx found she had a hard time not running her gaze over Denger’s face and what she could see of his body where he sat across from her. He was so good-looking, Nyx noticed more than one woman in the restaurant stared at him with longing. She felt like telling them they 69

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could look all they wanted, but Denger was hers. She knew what it felt like to make love to him, to have his cock moving inside her.

And just like that, Nyx’s mind went straight to the gutter. She found herself mentally stripping Denger’s shirt off, already knowing what lay underneath. How thickly padded his chest was with muscles and how his wide back narrowed down to a trim waist. And how his stomach muscles would jump when she ran a hand down them to take hold of his thick cock.

Denger cleared his throat loudly. In a voice for her ears only, he said, “If you don’t stop staring at me like that I won’t be able to resist dragging you across this table and into my lap. Then I’ll give the rest of the customers a show they won’t soon forget.”

Nyx’s face flushed and she bit back a groan. The images of what Denger would do to her flashed through her head, causing her libido to kick into high gear. Her nipples grew taut beneath her blouse and an ache built deep inside her pussy, eager to have Denger fill it with his cock.

He said in a gruff, low voice, “By the gods, if you want me to make it through this meal without jumping on you, you’re going to have to help me. Think about something that won’t turn you on.”

Pulling in a deep breath of air, Nyx nodded. “Sorry. I’ll try.”

This was the second time she’d heard Denger say
by the gods
instead of using the singular. Perhaps it was a cultural thing?

Their waitress then arrived with their meals. Nyx was more than thankful she hadn’t ordered something large. She was hungry, but it wasn’t for the food sitting in front of her. Her hunger was all for Denger.

They finished their meals in record time and Denger was signaling their waitress for the check. He drummed his fingers impatiently on the table while they waited. When she came with it, he gave it a cursory glance and shoved a wad of cash into the waitress’s hand, telling her to keep the change. He then had them out of the restaurant 70

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at such a fast pace Nyx had a hard time keeping up with his much longer legs. By the time they reached the car, she was out of breath from the mad dash. Denger pulled her to him, kissed what remaining breath she had left out of her and put her in the car. He then proceeded to show her just how fast his Mustang could go. 71

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Chapter Nine

They’d just cleared the top of the stairs to her floor when Denger spun her into his arms and his lips slammed down onto hers. Holding Nyx tightly while he licked and sucked at her lips, he walked her backward to her apartment. Just as desperate for him as he seemed to be for her, she clung to his shoulders, eagerly kissing him back for all she was worth.

She gasped when her back suddenly hit the hard surface of her apartment door. Letting go of Denger, she blindly reached inside her purse and pulled out her keys. Reaching back for the doorknob, she tried to put the key into the lock. After her third failed attempt, Denger took it from her and she heard the tumblers in the lock disengage a second later.

The door swung open and Denger backed her inside. With a kick, he shut it. Nyx thought she heard the door lock once it closed but doubted it since Denger had already started them toward the stairs to her bedroom. It was proven she had misheard when they went by the couch and he threw her key ring onto it. At the bottom of the stairs, Denger dropped his hands to her ass and lifted her off her feet. “Put your legs around my waist,” he said against her mouth. Nyx did and let out a moan when her pussy came in contact with the hard bulge in his pants. When he started up the stairs, she locked her ankles at the small of his back. His erection rocked against her pussy with each step up. She ground herself against him, increasing the delicious friction.

Denger’s steps slowed. He released her mouth and kissed a path to her ear. “I don’t know if I’m going to make it to the bed,” he said huskily. “You’re killing me here.”

“Then I suggest you move faster.” She tightened her legs around him and rubbed her pussy against his cock.

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With a burst of speed that had Nyx clutching at him, Denger got them up the rest of the stairs. He brought her to the bed and put her on her feet so the back of her legs hit the side of the mattress. Before he could get her onto the bed, she put a hand on the center of his chest and pushed so there was some space between them.

“Not so fast,” she said. “You got to have your way with me yesterday. It’s my turn now.” Nyx undid the first button on his shirt and made her way down. “I think I want to do a little exploring.”

Denger groaned, but didn’t stop her when she parted the material of his shirt, pushed it over his shoulders and down his arms. “I’m not going to promise you that I’ll be able to stand for too much of that.”

Meeting his gaze, Nyx saw something desperate and wild lurking behind his light brown eyes. It made her pussy clench and wetness leak into her panties. “You’re a big, strong guy. I think you’ll be able to handle it.”

Nyx dropped Denger’s shirt to the floor, then stepped closer so she could press her lips to the side of his neck, grateful for the added height her high heels afforded her. He stiffened as she made her way down to the top of his shoulder. She put her hands on his chest and caressed down to his flat nipples. Kissing along his collarbone, she brushed the hard little nubs with her thumbs.

Stepping to her right, she licked and kissed her way across his chest to his biceps. Nyx gave a gentle nip before she moved around Denger to stand at his back. She ran a hand through his long ponytail all the way to the ends at the top of his waist. She reached for the leather tie he’d used to pull it back when she spotted the large tattoo that spanned the width of his upper back.

Brushing his hair aside, Nyx traced the tattoo with the tips of her fingers. It was a detailed work of body art. In the center, it had a red sun with the eye of Ra colored red and blue. Facing outward on either side of the sun were two cobras in striking position. Attached to them were two large wings, the tips touching the edges of Denger’s shoulders, outlined in black and colored a vibrant peacock blue. 73

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Nyx found his tattoo more than a little sexy. It also suited the man. She leaned in and pressed her lips to it as she worked the leather tie out of Denger’s hair. Dropping it onto his shirt, she worked her way back to his front.

“I never would have guessed you had such a large tattoo on your back. Somehow I must have missed seeing it yesterday. I guess I was too busy ogling more interesting parts of you.”

Denger reached for her, but she batted his hands away. He groaned as if he were in pain. “Nyx. How much longer do you intend to torture me like this?”

A smile played across her lips. “I’ve only just begun.” That elicited another pained groan out of him.

Reaching for the top of his jeans, she undid them and pushed them slowly down his hips until his cock sprang into view. Just as yesterday, Denger didn’t wear any underwear. Obviously he was a commando type of guy, which Nyx found arousing. She traced a finger around the head of his cock and down his shaft to the base. It jerked in response to her touch.

Pushing his jeans down even farther, she wrapped her hand around his cock and pumped it up and down. Nyx kept her gaze fastened on what she held. She already knew what she wanted to do even before she slowly went down on her knees in front of Denger. Keeping a tight hold on him, the tip of her tongue flicked out to lick off the bead of pre-cum that appeared on the very tip of his cock. His hips jerked, butting the head against her lips. The harsh sound of Denger’s breathing filled the room. Liking how he was so hard and thick in her hand, Nyx swirled her tongue around the tip before running it down the length of him. A loud moan punched out of Denger. Encouraged by the sounds of pleasure he made, she opened her mouth and took as much of his cock as she could handle inside. Denger gasped and panted, his shaft growing even harder.

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pushing more of him inside. He tunneled a hand into her hair while he did it, holding her just where he wanted her.

“You’re making me so horny,” he panted. “If you’re not careful, you’ll make me come this way.”

That
she didn’t want. At least not yet. She wanted his thick cock buried deep inside her pussy when he found his pleasure. Sliding most of his shaft out of her mouth, leaving just the head inside, Nyx swirled her tongue around it and gave it one last hard suck. Denger’s breath hissed out between his teeth.

Releasing him, she stood, threaded her fingers through his long hair and brought his mouth down to hers. Aroused by what she had done to him, she kissed him hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth. She swept the inside, tasting every part of him. After she stroked a tooth that felt particularly sharp and long, Denger shuddered then used his tongue to push hers out of his mouth.