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“It would get this mutual attraction out of our systems,” Nicole admitted. Then an impish smile crossed her face. “Besides, I thought the love slave part would be kind of fun.”

Mitch laughed. “Keeps you in charge, doesn’t it?”

She shrugged, neither admitting nor denying his claim. “Do you have a better idea?”

Leaning forward in his chair, Mitch reached out and touched her thigh with two fingers, slowly drawing a pattern on her slick skin down to the inside of her knee. Judging from the quick catch of Nicole’s breath and the darkening of her eyes, he knew she liked it. Mitch couldn’t deny that he thoroughly enjoyed arousing Nicole’s senses, and he had to admit he liked her completely and totally aware of him. As she was right now.

“I think there should be no restrictions on either one of us,” he said finally, sitting up and bracing his hands on his knees. “I’ll be your love slave and do anything you ask—as long as you’ll agree to do the same for me.”

When it seemed as if she was about to argue, he put his finger over her lips, silencing her. “After all, Nicole,” he said, giving her a heated look, “I have a few fantasies of my own I’d like to fulfill….”