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“So are you.” She ran her fingers along the hard line of his jaw. The contact made the pulse in her groin thud wildly, every part of her responding to his proximity.
A concerned look flitted across his eyes. “I should have walked away when I finally got my USB back from you.”
“I’m glad you didn’t. I didn’t want to die a virgin.”
“You were made for sex.”
“I am now.” She wrapped her hands over his shoulders. “The only problem is you made me enjoy it so much, I want more.”
“That was my intention.” His smile made her ache for him all over again.
She couldn’t resist teasing him back. “So despite thinking I’m trouble, you’ve put me in this constant state of arousal on purpose?”
“A necessary risk. I’ve been getting hard thinking about you since I first saw you. I’ve got a lot of erections to work off.”
There was a challenge in his eyes, making him seem even more intense.
“Do you remember that time you laid on my bed?” she asked, glancing at his bed.
“Oh yes.”
“Every time I see a bed, I see you on it, because of that day. It drove me mad.”
“Me too.” His gaze burned into her.
“I was just about to join you when your dad walked in.”
“I was just about to command you to do so when he came in.”
A shiver ran over her. “Are you about to do that now?”
With a sloping grin, he moved to the bed and laid down on it. He patted the space beside him. “Come over here, right now.”
She kicked off her boots and laid along side him.
In a heartbeat he was over her.
Moaning loudly, she writhed under him. “I’ve thought about this every day, every night.”
“Me too,” he whispered hoarsely. Staring down at her, he took her hands in his and drew them together over her head, pinning her to the spot. “Now you’ve had your first time, you’re off the leash. What do you want?”
She clasped the wooden rails on his head board. The clickety click of her opening zipper signaled his intentions, and her surrender. He had his hand inside her jeans, inside her panties, and she wanted it. “Everything!”
“Good answer.” Rising to his knees, he tugged off her jeans and panties.
She assisted, taking her top up and over her head, clicking open her bra and letting it fall away.
He moved between her open thighs, and there was concentration in his eyes as he ran the back of one knuckle down her seam, making brief but delicious contact with her clit. When she moaned aloud, he repeated the action. She reached in to kiss his mouth, hands tight on his shoulders.
She could scarcely breathe. “I need you, Rory.”
As soon as the words passed her lips, his hands were all over her—demanding and masterful. His mouth claimed hers, and she flared at his touch, turning into an elemental thing, all damp heat and eager passion.
His finger slid into her damp groove.
“Oh yes, that’s really good.” Locking his eyes. She rocked her hips, moving against his finger.
He nodded, and his eyes seemed to darken, his intensity growing by the moment. She pursed her lips, her blood rushing as she waited for him to make deeper contact. With decisive fingertips he teased a path along the insides of her thighs, his hands easing her legs apart, climbing between them as he did so. She had to bite her lip to stop from crying out when he dipped down between her legs. He kissed her clit, stroking her damp folds, opening her up with his tongue, sending shivers of pleasure through her entire groin. Her nipples were sore from being aroused. She clutched at the bed covers.
