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Anna’s head was spinning when she climbed into Taariq’s black SUV. There was a small voice shouting in the back of her head, asking whether she knew what she was doing. But she drowned out the annoying question by humming Whitney Houston’s “Shoop, Shoop.” No thinking. No over-analyzing. This was going to be a world better than just crying into her pillow about a secret crush gone south. Much better.

Taariq opened the driver’s door and smiled at her as he climbed in next to her. It was amazing how his frame and his presence just filled up the space. It almost took her breath away. She cocked her head and stared at him. How come she had never really noticed him before? The question fumbled in her mind while he put the keys in the ignition. Maybe it was because she’d always seen him just in passing—and then only a couple of times.

“Are you ready?”

Good God. His black gaze was absolutely mesmerizing.

She eased across the seat and lifted his arm and then draped it around her shoulders. “I’m more than ready,” she purred with her gaze drifting down to his full lips. Damn. He even had a perfectly shaped mouth. I wonder what he tastes like.

No sooner had the thought crossed her mind was she leaning in close, puckering her lips.

Taariq smiled and rolled with it.

Pure chocolate with rum filling. She released a long, winding moan while lifting her hands to cup his handsome face. Jeez. She could drink from his lips for the rest of her life as far as she was concerned. Nothing she had ever tasted had been so rich and decadent. Anna inched closer and moaned louder.

Taariq’s arm fell from her shoulders and then looped around her waist. In the next second, his moans mingled with hers. Soon they both forgot about their need for oxygen, they just fed from each other’s mouths as if they were each other’s manna from heaven.

When Anna couldn’t starve her lungs of oxygen any longer, she eased back and gasped for air. “Oh, my. You taste really good.” Did she say that right? It kind of sounded slurred to her own ears.

“You’re pretty delicious yourself, baby.” He winked and finally started up the car.

Instead of easing back over to the passenger side, Anna chose to snuggle up against Taariq’s broad shoulders. To her delight they were as strong and comfortable as she had imagined. She sighed and closed her eyes. Even then her head was still spinning like a carousel.

“So where am I going?” Taariq asked.

“Spelman dorms,” she murmured and then gave her building number. She shifted a bit, but only so that she could sink further into the crook of his arm. Once she found her spot, she was in heaven.

“Are you all right?”

“Uh, hmm.” She sighed. “I’m just getting comfortable.”

“All right.” He chuckled and then pressed a kiss against the top of her head.

Aww. How sweet. She slid her arms around his waist like he was her favorite teddy bear. No doubt if she wasn’t slightly liquored up at this moment she would’ve thought her being all hugged up with a guy that she hardly knew was highly inappropriate. Her parents raised her with more sense than this. It was just … well, it just felt right to be where she was. Especially after what’s-his-name broke her heart tonight.

What was his name again? Anna frowned as she tried to get her brain to rifle through her mental Rolodex. Charlie. The name finally floated upward, but it didn’t give her anything close to the feeling she was experiencing right now with Taariq.

While Anna marinated on that thought for a moment, she could feel the vehicle roll to a stop. A second later the engine shut off.

“Anna?” Another kiss was pressed to her head before there was a gentle shake to arouse her. “Are you awake, baby?”

“Hmm?”

“We’re here,” Taariq murmured softly and then waited for her response. When he didn’t get one, he shook her again. “Baby?”

Anna moaned and then stretched. When her thick fan of lashes opened, she drank in his handsome features. “Hey,” she moaned as if waking up to him was completely normal.

Taariq chuckled softly as he shook his head. “Hey, yourself. So you think that you can walk up to your dorm room or should I carry you?”

She snuggled closer. “Like if we were on our honeymoon? ”

“Uh … oookay,” Taariq hedged. “Exactly how much did you drink tonight?”

Anna rolled her eyes while her smile slid wider. “Oh, I don’t know. A couple?”

His laughter deepened. “Just a couple?”

“Something like that.” She twirled a finger in her hair as she finally pulled herself out from underneath his arm. “Should we go up?”

Taariq’s brows arched upward. “Do you think that you can make it?”

She frowned at the silly question. “What do you mean? I’m fine.”

He gave her a dubious look but then pulled the keys out of the ignition and climbed out of the car. Since she was practically in his seat, he offered a hand to help her out from his side, as well.

“Whoo,” Anna said, almost tumbling. Something must be wrong with her legs and why was the street moving?

Taariq kept an arm wrapped around her waist. “Are you sure that you’re okay?”

Anna righted herself by clinging to him. “Yeah. Never better.” She giggled for a moment and then became fixated on his mouth again. His perfect … luscious … mouth. She lifted her finger and then lazily brushed it across the bottom. “I want to kiss you again,” she whispered.

Still highly amused, Taariq laughed while he maneuvered to shut the SUV door behind her.

“Mmm-hmm.” She bobbed her head like a little girl.

“You’re adorable, do you know that?”

Her smile melted as she dropped her gaze. “Adorable … but not beautiful.” The thought disheartened her. That was probably the main reason what’s-his-name preferred Roxanne over her. She was and would always be the plain

Jane with the brains. Suddenly Anna felt like a joke. She glanced down at her tight attire and felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.

Taariq took hold of her chin and lifted it until their eyes met. “You’re both. Beautiful and adorable.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I’m sure you already knew that.”

Anna shook her head even though his gaze only reflected truth. He really believes that. Her smile returned and as a reward Taariq lowered his head and pulled her soft lips in for a kiss. Her body slumped against him while every troubled thought she had melted away.

There was a shuffle of feet somewhere before someone shouted, “Y’all get a room somewhere. Damn!”

Taariq smiled against her lips before pulling back. “Let’s get you to your room.”

“That sounds like a plan,” she said, releasing her inner sex kitten.

He just smiled as he walked and supported her with his arm still wrapped around her waist. She did pretty well if you considered her inability to walk a straight line and she seemed to catch a serious case of the giggles halfway up to her dorm room. When she got her door open, Taariq took his cue to pull away. “Maybe I can call and check on you tomorrow? ”

Anna’s face twisted in disappointment. “You’re leaving?”

“Yeah.” He reached up and brushed a lock of hair away from her face. “I think you need to get a good night’s sleep.”

“Nooo.” She tugged him into the small room by his shirt. “I want you to stay,” she purred.

“Trust me. I’d love to stay. But I don’t think that’s really a good idea.”

“Oh, really?” She kicked the door shut and started pulling up his shirt. “I thought that you wanted to see some of my other moves.” Anna started swaying her hips. Once she got started, that shining glint returned to his dark gaze and she knew that she had him.

She kicked off one pump—maybe a little too hard because it flew high up in the air and smacked Taariq against his temple.

“Ow!”

“Oh.” She slapped her hands across her mouth. “I’m so sorry.”

Taariq rolled his eyes toward the door like he was reconsidering his exit.

Anna lowered her hands and doubled up on her awkward seduction show. However, this time she just leaned over to remove her other shoe. Problem with that though was that her balance was still a little off and so when she leaned. she kept on falling.

“Whoa! Watch it!” Taariq lunged forward, but unfortunately when she made a desperate grab for him, she just succeeded in pulling him down with her. She hit the floor and banged her head on the end of the nightstand.

“Anna?” he asked, concerned. “Are you all right?”

Again, Anna stirred and mumbled a string of apologies. She wasn’t sure that they were getting through to him though. He looked a bit stunned and confused. “Oh. Are you all right?” She finally removed her hands and then tried to check to see if he was bleeding.

“Let me see.”

Taariq pulled away. “I didn’t hit my head. You did.”

“Oh.” She reached for her forehead but felt all right. “So where were we?”

“I was about to put you to bed. C’mon. Please.”

She gave him her best puppy-dog eyes. “I’ll be gentle.”

He looked dubious at best. “I’m not quite sure that’s at all possible with you.”

She popped him on the shoulder. “Stop being a crybaby.

C’mere.” Anna grabbed the sides of his face and jerked him toward her.

“I guess that means being gentle is off the table, huh?”

Anna smiled when she saw that there was no damage to his head. “You’re fine. Here. I’ll kiss it.” She made a big production by making a loud smooching sound when she planted her lips to the side of his head.

Taariq chuckled and pulled away. His gaze met hers again and he couldn’t help but smile again. “You’re something else. You know that?”

She shrugged demurely and then became fascinated by his smile again.

“Let me guess. You want to kiss me again.”

Anna sucked in her bottom lip and then nodded shyly.

Taariq laughed. “I swear I don’t know whether to run or make love to you.”

Finally, Anna’s gaze roamed back to his eyes. “Well, let me help you out with that decision.” She pulled his head back down and captured his lips in what could only be described as the most intoxicating kiss she had ever had in her life.

Granted she didn’t really have a long list of those, but … damn. And when Taariq’s hand started its slow climb up her leg, setting off another long trail of fire, she was lost.

Totally.

Completely.

It didn’t really matter that they were tangled up on the floor instead of her bed. In fact, it kind of made it a little hotter. By the time her entire body was ablaze, she was impatient for Taariq to round toward second base. Kissing was fine—for good girls. But she was tired of being a good girl.

Grabbing the bull by the balls—well, not literally—Anna pulled at Taariq’s shirt.

He broke the kiss. “Are you sure about this?”

Her answer was to yank the shirt over his head. After that, she pulled his face back so that she could continue to drink from his lips. With her eyes closed, she was able to enjoy the wonderful spinning inside of her head.

Taariq maneuvered their bodies around so that she could lay back flat against the floor while he took the dominate position. He broke their kiss and panted softly against the side of her neck while he tried to gain a little more control. However, when Anna started getting impatient again, she really went for it this time and shoved her hand in between his legs. When her hand gripped his bulging erection, her eyes fluttered open.

“Find anything you like?”

That can’t be real.

“It’s all me, baby.” He winked and then stood up.

Speechless, Anna just watched as Taariq reached for the top button of his jeans and then slid the zipper down so slowly that he had her quivering with anticipation.

“You look like you’re waiting to open a box on Christmas morning,” he noted, sliding his pants down off his hips.

“I could make you a bow … but then you’d have too much on.” She jiggled her brows. She liked this new saucy side. Maybe she should embrace it more often.

“You talk smack now. But I’m not so convinced that you can handle all of this, baby.” His hands went to the waistband of his boxers.

“There’s only one way to find out,” Anna threw back at him.

He must have liked that answer because the boxers went sliding down.

Anna’s mouth fell open as if her jaw suddenly weighed fifty pounds. Taariq hovered above her with his hands on his hips and his thick, long chocolaty erection sprung at least ten inches in front of him.

He laughed at her again. “What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?”

“More like I’ve died and gone to heaven.” She made a quick drool check and then grabbed his hand and pulled him down to her level. “I see what you’re working with and I’m not scared.”

“Good to know.” He leaned close and peppered small kisses down the side of her neck. “Now it’s my turn to see what you got.” Reaching for the hem of her black dress, he waited only briefly to see if she’d back out. When no red light came on, he slid that baby up her firm legs, perfect thighs and her seductive hips. A smile hooked his lips when he saw her pretty pink Victoria’s Secrets. “Nice,” he whispered.

Still the dress went higher and revealed a flat stomach and an adorable outie belly button. By the time he reached her matching pink bra, he was practically salivating.

“Damn, Anna. Why do you always try to cover all this up? You’re fine, girl.”

She flushed. “You’re just saying that because you’re about to get laid.”

“No. I’m saying that because it’s the truth.” He dropped his head and started nibbling just around the edges of her bra.

Anna moaned as if he’d entered her already and then proceeded to lose her mind when he managed to remove her bra like Houdini and suck her hard, puckered nipple into his mouth. Proving to be quite the multitasker, Taariq kneed her legs apart and settled himself between them.

The romantic in Anna had her lost in a world of fairy dust and unicorns. The way he was working her body had her feeling that damn good. And even when his hot mouth abandoned her caramel-dusted nipples to plant small kisses down the valley of her breasts, she was still moaning and squirming with total abandonment. Then his mouth settled around her belly button at the same time one of his long fingers dipped in between the small nest of curls in between her legs.

Wet. And growing wetter each second, Taariq quickly added a second finger and started massaging the base of her fat clit. Anna released a long “Ooooh” and then gracefully arched her back so that he could get in there deeper.

Amused by her greed, Taariq’s laughter filled the small room. Even as he did so, Anna was more than aware of him inching farther down her body. At the first feel of his warm breath stirring the small hairs between her legs, her belly started quivering as if a swarm of butterflies were trying to find their way out. She expected Taariq to just plunge right in and make a feast of her, but once again, he surprised her by taking his time, sprinkling more kisses along her open thighs. Of course, that just drove her crazy, so much so that after a while, she reached down and tried to direct his head where she wanted it to go.

More laughter filled the room while Taariq stubbornly refused to relinquish his power. He knew what he was doing. He was a master at this. Anna had no choice but to endure the sweet torture of his slow thrusting fingers and the sensuous kisses he continued to plant all over her thighs.

Then there was this building pressure, rising in her fattening clit. A good sort of pressure that started to tingle deliciously. Her moans transformed into a husky whimper while her legs shook.

“Oh. I know what you’re about to do,” he said.

Anna tried to speak but suddenly English seemed too complicated.

Finally Taariq’s head moved in the right direction and his two fingers glided out from underneath her clit to slide open her dewy lips. At the feel of his tongue slapping against her pulsing pearl, Anna came unglued and her orgasm detonated like a C-4 explosive. The air rushed out of her lungs, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her entire body quivered and trembled with violent aftershocks.

And still, Taariq’s tongue continued to twirl inside her like a Midwestern tornado. Before she knew it another orgasm was set to go off in 3 … 2 … 1 …

“Aaaaah!” Anna’s hips came off the floor and then she tried to wrench herself away from Taariq’s merciless mouth.

He wasn’t having it. When she moved, he moved. Before she knew it, she was gasping and crying when her third orgasm hit. Then … and only then, he let her go.

Taariq chuckled and gave her a full minute to catch her breath. “You all right?”

Embarrassed, Anna nodded but averted her gaze.

“Oh, don’t get all shy on me now,” Taariq said, grasping her left ankle and pulling her closer. “Show me that confident sexy kitten that was talking all that smack a few minutes ago.”

Her embarrassment deepened, but somehow she managed to lift her head and smile.

“Ah. There she is.” He leaned over and brushed a kiss against her temple. “All right, Ms. Thing. Now that you got me here, what are you going to do with me?”

Anna felt small next to Taariq’s massive frame and for the first time she wondered, what am I going to do with him? In response, her gaze fell to his massive erection and another cycle of butterflies swarmed her insides.

“Give me your hand.”

That command managed to pull her gaze back up to his smoldering eyes. Of course there was still amusement laced with raw lust dancing in his dark orbs.

“C’mon. Give it here.” He held out his hand.

As if hypnotized, she followed his example and gave him her hand.

He smiled and leaned in for another kiss.

Anna met him halfway. She was already addicted to his taste. While their tongues danced with each other, Taariq wrapped her hand around his cock. It was hard, yet incredibly smooth. Curiosity led her to break the kiss so that she could stare down at the heady vision of his cock gliding smoothly in her hand.

“Mmm,” Taariq moaned and then reached out for his pants where he retrieved a condom. He let Anna play for a little while, but then he quickly ripped open the foil and rolled the condom on in two seconds. “C’mere.” He rolled Anna back down onto her back and once again took the top position.

Anna couldn’t help but marvel at how slow and deliberate Taariq’s lovemaking was … and that’s exactly what it felt like—making love. Sure, she was just looking for a warm body tonight. She would’ve settled for a quickie. But this felt … intimate and special.

Was she crazy? Was she reading too much into it?

Both were a possibility. She closed her eyes and took another trip to the land of fairy dust and unicorns while Taariq performed magic all over her body. When he lifted her hips off the floor, she fluttered her eyes open so that their gazes could lock when he entered into her. Her mouth slowly sagged open as he eased what felt like unending inches through her tight walls. When it felt like he was nearing the center of her belly, she pressed her hands against his ripped abs and weakly tried to push him back.

“Almost, baby. Almost.” Deeper and deeper he sank.

Restlessly, Anna tossed her head back and forth. She couldn’t possibly take much more of him … and yet, she did. At long last, she could finally feel the base of his cock and the weight of his heavy balls sink against her opening. She whispered a gratitude that she had survived such an impalement and that he waited a few heartbeats for her body to adjust to his incredible size.

But then he started to move. His hips rocked slowly at first and then rotated in tiny circles.

Anna’s mouth stretched wider, but she couldn’t manage to emit a single sound. Was he rammed against her vocal cords or something?

“How do you like that, baby?” Taariq panted.

The cocky question was laced with amusement. He knew that he was rocking her world, turning it inside and out. And when all she could manage was a whimpering moan, he elongated his strokes and stirred her honey pot so hard that she was slammed with two monstrous orgasms that had her clawing his back. When she finally managed to peek through the fan of eyelashes, she watched as ecstasy twisted his handsome features while a sheen of sweat blanketed his face. He looked like an African god, dominating her body as if it was nature’s right to do so.

Their gazes connected and Taariq smiled wickedly before arching over and kissing her deeply. All the while, his hips never stopped. To no surprise, Anna’s body started to quake again, but this time when she came, Taariq swallowed her whimpering moans.

How long they went at it, she didn’t know. It seemed to go on for hours—but that couldn’t be humanly possible. Was it? All she knew when she finally drifted off to la-la land was that their bodies were completely covered in sweat and she was completely satisfied.

It was just too bad that the next morning she woke up in bed alone and it would be over a decade before they spoke to each other again.