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Elyssa looked from her blond Adonis to her suave sophisticate. She had to echo Patrick’s sentiment. She had all she wanted—all any woman could want. She got to have her cake and eat it—and what a cake it was. Dark and light chocolate, fruit and spice together.

She smiled. “Sounds like a plan,” she said. “We all win.”

“Yes, we do,” smiled Jay. “We all win.”

Chapter Four

“It’s almost exactly the way I imagined your place would look.” Elyssa lifted her eyes from the horn of the old-fashioned gramophone and grinned at Jay, who was sitting back in a velvet wing chair, longs legs crossed, fingers playing negligently with the lapel of his silk jacket.

“The students expect it of me,” he explained. “Especially the first years. They long to be drawn into my Bohemian web of decadence and cloudy sherry.”

“Especially the girls, I imagine.”

“Girls? I lecture in Astrophysics.” Jay stood and went over to the window of his college lodgings, which looked out over a neatly mown quadrangle, dotted here and there with lounging youths. “Spotty boys who live for World of Warcraft are my constituency. I went into the wrong subject. Should have gone for a Humanity, like you.”

“Well, you’ve got a human like me instead. And I’ll have you know that I frown upon student seduction.”

She took her place at Jay’s shoulder, touching his elbow lightly, just to convey that she wasn’t scolding him with any serious intent.

He put a hand at the back of her neck, ruffling the stray hairs at its nape. Down on the lawn, a pair of young men spotted them, waved madly and shouted, “Dr. Marriott!”

He took Elyssa’s wrist and yanked her away from public view.

“Popularity is such a bore,” he drawled, pulling her onto his lap on the faded wing chair. “As you’ll find out when you take up your post next term. I haven’t congratulated you yet, have I? Very clever of you to get a gig at the college next door. I almost suspect you of stalking me!”

“It’s a coincidence, you arrogant swine!” Elyssa laughed, letting him pull her in closer for a long, sweet kiss.

“I deliver a series of lectures on the subject of coincidence,” Jay said, his lower lip still rubbing against Elyssa’s, his eyes huge pools of dilated pupil. “As a Physicist, I prefer persistence. I think that’s what got you that job.”

“You are very persistent,” Elyssa agreed, running her fingers beneath Jay’s shirt, onto the warm skin that covered his collarbone. “Patrick’s late. I wish he’d call or something. I wonder what this news of his is?”

“Shall we start without him?”

“I feel bad…”

“You are bad.”

Jay nipped her earlobe, flicking the point of his tongue beneath it.

“Very bad,” he muttered darkly. “A very, very bad girl.”

His hand grazed her thigh, then slid up beneath the short skirt she’d worn for the occasion. “That’s why you aren’t wearing knickers!” he exclaimed, finding the nude lips wet and ready for him.

She shrugged and nuzzled his shoulder. “Seemed a bit pointless to put them on.”

“That’s the kind of reasoning I like to hear.” Jay’s fingertips pushed their way between the twin portals, finding the swollen nub of Elyssa’s clit and stroking it lightly while his mouth continued to ravish her ear. “Open those legs wider, Professor.”

The sibilance of his whisper sent tremors through her. She arched her back in delight and spread her thighs as wide as she could, hooking her right ankle over the chair arm and clinging to Jay’s neck.

His thumb worked her remorselessly, setting every nerve ending into motion, causing her to squirm helplessly on his hardening lap.

“Jay…oh…Jay…”

“Is that like SOS?” he asked conversationally, manipulating her ruthlessly to an unstoppable orgasm.

When her wailing died down and the tingling flush had spread across her body, weakening her bones and rousing her blood, she rolled her neck towards the door. It was open.

“I can’t believe you started without me.” The affronted Patrick threw his holdall into the centre of the room and folded his arms, mock-frowning.

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