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Glancing down at her, he couldn’t help but smile. Without her makeup, she looked exactly like she did in college. How had he not recognized her a year ago? No matter the change of hair color, or the curves she’d acquired, she still had the same pretty hazel eyes. The same pouty lower lip. The same fiery personality.

“What?” she asked, a wary expression crossing her face. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He shook his head, then pulled her against his body. “Without your makeup on, you look just like you did back in college. I was just wondering how I didn't recognize you right away when we saw each other again for the first time.”

“Ah. Well, you knew me way before I learned the art of contouring and highlighting,” she said wryly. “But I do look different these days, I know.”

“Right now, it’s like looking at the girl I fell for all those years ago. Takes me back.”

“Eli,” she said, her cheeks flushing. “That was a long time ago.”

“Not that long,” he whispered, bending to kiss her. “And you’re beautiful either way.”

Just like before, she yielded to him as he deepened their kiss, and the little noise she made in the back of her throat snapped his self-control. He backed her up against the smooth, gray stone tiles and slid his hand between her legs.

She gasped as he sank two fingers inside of her, then tipped her head back as the warm water rained over them. He couldn’t seem to go slow, kissing her desperately as he fucked her with his fingers. She was so tight and wet, and he was getting harder by the second.

“Lift your left leg,” he whispered. “Wrap it around my waist.”

She did as he asked, changing the angle and letting him go deeper.

“Oh,” she murmured, leaning her head against his chest. “It feels so good.”

Her breathing grew shallow, and a few seconds later she fell apart, squeezing his fingers like a vise as she gasped his name.

“That’s two,” he said gruffly, then kissed her again. When he lifted his head to look down at her, she was wearing a slightly dazed expression.

“Two?”

“Two times that you’ve come. Once on my cock, now on my fingers.” He gave a lock of her hair a little tug, then smiled. “Just need you to come on my tongue, and I’ve got a hat trick.”

“Okay, you didnotjust say that,” she muttered, arching an eyebrow. “Is your head always in the game?”

He let out a low chuckle. “Sorry. That’s one of the hazards of getting naked with a hockey player, sweetheart.”

Holly inched her fingers down over his stomach until she wrapped her hand around his erection. Giving it a long, slow stroke that made him suck in a breath, she asked, “Is that so, hockey boy? Well, I’m pretty sure that the odds are in favor of youscoringon me right now, with this very impressive bigstick.”

“Wow, that was cheesy as hell,” he said, huffing out a laugh. “I’ll give you some points for effort, though.”

“Uh-oh. Your odds are steadily diminishing,” she teased.

Eli lifted her into his arms and kissed her again, this time soft and slow as she wrapped her legs around his waist. “You sure about that? I’m all about making a comeback.”

Fuck, he wanted her so damned bad. Especially when she was looking at him like that.

“Eli?”

His heart tugged in his chest, hearing her say his name like that, all sweet and soft. His erection pressed between her thighs, and all he wanted to do was sink inside of her. To make them one again.

“What, sweetheart?”

“We don’t have a condom.”

Shit.

He’d never gotten so carried away that he’d forgotten about protection before now. But he wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea of leaving her alone to go grab a condom.

“You’re on the pill,” he said slowly. “Right?”

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