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His restraint?

The brick wall he kept between him and the world?

At this point he couldn’t be sure which, but it didn’t matter. He could analyze it tomorrow. Right now all he wanted was to fall between her legs.

Neil deepened the kiss and she opened for him, her lips parting in invitation. He slipped his tongue inside. Her arms came around and grabbed onto his neck, her fingers lightly cutting into the skin at his nape. It felt good. Right.

“You hired me to build your restaurant. My fee doesn’t include this. You know that, right?”

Neil kept kissing, and she kissed him right back. He pulled away. “Close your eyes.”

She stared at him. Desire. Fear. All shot like daggers.

“Close your eyes,

” he repeated.

She swallowed hard. Finally her eyes closed and he leaned in.

Neil let his lips roam against her face, her cheeks, her nose, never making full contact. He’d had her lips, plump and swollen from his kiss. What he wanted lay between her legs.

He stepped back and pulled her off the bike. His hands went right to her waistband and pulled her jeans and panties down.

Her boots were in his way. “Shit!” Strike one for having sex with a female biker. He pulled them off then lifted and settled her on the seat.

“I thought you were going to kiss me.”

He grinned. “I am.”

Neil lowered himself, one knee hit the dirt road as he let his lips graze against her folds. She smelled sweet and musky. His hands skimmed up her legs, tickling her calves, gripping her supple thigh, and resting between her legs.

“Neil,” she whispered.

His tongue licked her tender flesh, moving from the outside of her lips then dipping between her folds where sweetness waited for him.

He lapped, letting his tongue flatten against her flesh. She gripped the bike, one hand on the handle, the other on the seat, her legs spread wide, her feet resting on his shoulders.

He took her flesh into his mouth and sucked, the pressure setting her off.

She wailed loudly. Her thighs came up and squeezed his head and her flesh pulsed against his mouth.

She grabbed his hair and pulled him away and up, her eyes wide and sparkling. Her fingers wiped at his mouth and she nipped at his lips. He loved when a woman wasn’t afraid of her own scent.

“Please tell me you brought a condom,” she asked. Her lips pressed against his. “Please, please, please,” she whispered.

And so she begged. And he barely had to do a thing.

“Never leave home without one.”

Neil reached for his wallet and grabbed the condom that he kept there for situations just like this one. But if someone asked him two days ago if he’d be using his stash with Carson Kelly, he would have laughed.

He bent and slipped her feet into her boots. “What are you doing?”

He held out his hand. “Come with me.”

She tensed. “Where are we going?”

He gestured over to the tree line. He’d imagined taking her up against one of those trees. And that’s exactly what he was going to do.

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