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His breath hitched a little.

His pulse spiked a lot.

‘Oh, I don’t know,’ he said. ‘I think I’d like to hear them.’

Claudia swallowed as her nipp**les hardened beneath his blatant gaze and part of her just wanted to grab his hand and bring it to one of them, feel him squeeze it again as he did that night all those weeks ago now.

But she was in more than enough trouble.

‘You’re always so...clean shaven...so smooth...I was trying to find out if you’d missed a patch...or something.’

‘So, you were checking my lips for stubble as well? With...your mouth?’

Claudia cringed at how bad it sounded. She’d known this was going to be humiliating but had that stopped her? No.

Stupid devil.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

‘No.’ She shook her head. ‘Your mouth...God...your mouth...’ Claudia shut her eyes. How could she explain this?

Tell him you lost your mind temporarily and apologise, the angel demanded.

Screw that, the devil butted in. Tell him it looked so goddamn pretty and kissable in the glowing red light.

Claudia groaned, wishing they’d both shut the hell up.

Luke felt a leap in his belly as the tortured little moan escaped her mouth. Every one of her words had gone straight to his groin and stroked. He wanted to kiss her very badly, to put her out of her misery, but the moment was too drenched in seething sexuality to let her off that easily.

He wanted to hear what she had to say about his mouth. And then he was going to put it on her clea**vage and suck her nipp**les deep inside it.

‘My mouth?’

Claudia’s eyes snapped open at the prompt that sounded more growl than request. He was really going to make her say it.

‘I was...curious, all right? I’ve thought about it...about kissing it...for ages. And suddenly...there’s this devil on my shoulder and it was saying how pretty your mouth looked in the light from the clock and it did...it really did. And then I was...’

Luke chuckled. He was sure she wasn’t the first person to use the-devil-made-me-do-it defence but she sounded so damned confounded by it, he couldn’t help but be amused.

And flattered. He was flattered all the way to hell and back.

Yeah...he knew a little about that devil.

Luke reached out, bridging the short distance between them, sliding his hand onto her nape, drifting his thumb up and down. It came into contact with the knot at her neck where the halter straps of her dress tied and it took all his willpower not to undo it.

‘How long?’ he asked, his gaze dropping briefly to her mouth. ‘How long have you wanted to kiss me?’

Claudia knew this was the perfect opportunity to lie. He couldn’t see inside her head. He didn’t know the truth. She could just say ever since that day you groped me. Or since last week. Or something flip. But his gaze was heavy and it seemed to bore straight to the root of her honesty.

And besides, this seemed a moment for honesty. No matter how much it might come back to bite her in the butt.

She swallowed, her throat suddenly tinder dry. His thumb at her nape was seductive and she fought against the downward flutter of her eyelids.

‘Most of my life,’ she admitted. It sounded so...desperate said out loud and Claudia wished she could snatch the words straight back. ‘Kinda pathetic, huh?’

‘No,’ Luke whispered. ‘Sweet.’

Claudia gave a half snort, half groan. He couldn’t have chosen worse words if he’d tried.

Luke felt the sudden tension in her neck. ‘What?’ he asked.

Her eyes opened fully. ‘I’m so sick of being sweet old Claude.’

Luke nodded slowly. ‘Okay. So what do you want?’

Claudia glared at him. What the hell did he think she wanted? ‘I want you to shut up and kiss me,’ she said not quite managing to keep her exasperation to herself. ‘What do you want?’

Luke shook his head. ‘Oh, you don’t want to know what I want.’

Claudia bristled further. ‘I’m not a kid, Luke,’ she said, staring at him with as much pissed off in her eyes as she could muster. ‘I can handle whatever it is you want.’

Luke had had a semi hard-on since waking to Claudia’s kiss but now it flowered to its maximum potential at her definitive assertion. He held her blazing gaze for a moment before dropping his to her mouth, her breasts, her belly.

‘I want to rip this damn dress off you and feast on your brea**sts while I bury myself inside you. I want to make you come loud enough for Jonah and Avery to hear four floors away. And when I’ve done that I want to do it all again. I want to do it with you. All. Night. Long.’

Claudia wouldn’t have thought it possible for her throat to get any drier—she was wrong. Every cell in her body practically went into a dehydrated torpor at his frank gaze and his even more frank admission.

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