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Devon spun Rebecca around so that she faced the wall and crowded her from behind.
“Did you know that I was considered quite the rake in my time?” he asked in a low voice.
Rebecca froze with a mix of fear and desire. “N-no…” She knew what a rake was supposed to be. A man who slept around, a ladies’ man who knew the art of seduction. She was tempted and a little intimidated by the idea of being with someone like him.
“Quite irredeemable, they all said. A rogue, through and through.” His hands molded to her loose blouse top, inching farther and farther up. Her skin burned deliciously in response. “But I can’t say I ever encountered a woman who minded those qualities. You asked what sort of things I would like to do to you. Shall I tell you? Shall I show you?”
Rational thought had left
