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Sitting up, she licked her lips. “Steven.”

“You’re overthinking this too much. Just take it off.”

Letting out a frustrated breath, she rose on her knees and gripped the bottom of her tank. She lifted it slowly, baring inches of skin at a time, but not nearly enough.

He held his breath. As much of his body as she’d seen, he hadn’t seen anything on hers that wasn’t normally covered by clothes. A bikini, at the least.

She could literally cut her clothes off of her with a pair of scissors, and it would still be the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. By the time the bottom swells of her tits peeked out, he clenched his fists and his breaths came out erratically. He’d never needed to see an article of clothing removed as much as he did right now. “Lauren.”

She lowered it, hiding her breasts from him again. At first, it appeared to be a slip of the hand, but then she smirked and batted her lashes. “Yes…?”

“Take. It. Off.”

She let it fall back into place, hiding all her delicious skin from him again, and cocked her head to the side. “Make me.”

He growled, forgetting his command for her to strip, and all the reasons why he had to treat this like every other one-night stand he ever had. He was supposed to be in control of this whole affair, and yet he didn’t feel in control.

At all.

She tried to scoot backward on the bed, away from him, but she was too slow. He easily caught up to her, grabbed her ankle, and yanked until she lay flat on her back. Her hair splayed across the bed, like some kind of brunette halo, and she watched him. His breath jammed in his throat. Her glowing blue eyes were filled with so much life, passion, need, and so much more he couldn’t even begin to describe.

His fingers flexed on her ankle, and he swallowed hard. He couldn’t do this. Couldn’t forget where he was. Or that this was just another—oh the hell with it. This wasn’t just another woman. It was Lauren. His Lauren. And there was no ignoring that.

Hell, he didn’t want to ignore it.

Grabbing the waistband of her shorts, he tugged them down her thighs with one harsh pull. She gasped and grasped his bare biceps. “Steven.”

“Yep, still me.”

Without looking at what presents he already bared, he yanked her shirt over her head, too, and finally…he looked. He’d waited so he could see the whole picture at the same time, with nothing in the way, and his patience was duly rewarded. After years of friendship, chaste hugs and kisses on cheeks, and clothes in the way…

It was his turn.

Her pale, smooth skin was flawless, and her tits were tipped with small, dusky rose nipples. Her waist was even smaller than he thought, even though he’d seen it millions of times before. Her hips flared out to ridiculously seductive proportions, and she had a light dusting of brown curls between her legs, but the rest of her was bare.

She was, in short, perfection.

Way too flawless for a guy like him.


Lauren…” He ground his teeth together and brushed her hair off her shoulder. He didn’t want anything obstructing his view of her naked skin. “Shit.”

She lifted up on her elbows, all soft lips and naked skin. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” He skimmed his fingers over her skin, right under her tits. “I just need a second. You’re beautiful.”

Her cheeks flushed, and she lifted a leg, bending it at the knee, and her gaze dipped over Steven’s body. It lingered on his abs. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Thanks, cupcake.” His lips twitched into a smile, and he lowered his body on hers. The second their bare skin touched, he hissed, and she groaned. “Damn.”

Nothing had ever felt as right as this.

Melding his lips to hers, he caught her hands and held them above her head as he ravaged her mouth. The time for words—and doubts—was over. She dug her heel into his ass, urging him closer. And then even closer.

It still wasn’t enough. He needed to be inside of her.

Groaning, he deepened the kiss. She tasted like rum and a sweet flavor that was uniquely her, and he couldn’t get enough. Her tongue sought and found his. This night, this time in her arms, would be unlike any other he’d ever had. Because she was Lauren.

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