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“Of course you don’t.”
“It’s too healthy.”
“What about orange juice?”
“Not really feeling it.” She stepped closer to him, reclaiming her space and inhaling his seductive scent. She reached for the hem of her summer dress, and with one quick movement, pulled it up over her head. She tossed it to the floor.
“Peanut butter?”
“Allergic.” Her hands were on her bra clasp.
“Really?”
“No. That was a lie.” Her bra joined the dress.
His eyes moved to her bared breasts, and the wicked grin that fell over his mouth was enough to drive her crazy. She wanted those lips on her nipples. She wanted that hot, wet, mouth on every inch of her body.
Betty cupped her breasts, feeling them swell beneath her touch. She offered them to him, eyes slanted, mouth partly open. “Are you hungry, Beau?”
He made a sound, something close to an animal.
“You look starved,” she whispered.
And then he was on her. His head dipped low, his mouth at her breasts. He licked and sucked and tugged on both nipples until she was soaked through her panties.
With a groan, Beau scooped her into his arms and strode over to the fireplace. A large, white, fluffy area rug met her backside as he laid her down, his hands already inside her panties.
“God, you’re wet,” he said against her mouth.
“God, you’re hot,” she responded, taking his tongue once more.
She arched her back and yelped when he thrust his finger deep inside her. With his thumb on her clitoris, and his long, rough finger pad massaging her intimately, she knew she wouldn’t last long. Already the beginnings of an orgasm curled inside her, an exquisite pressure that made her squirm beneath him.
“Jesus,” she gasped.
“Jesus has nothing to do with it, darlin’.”
He leaned back and she was able to watch him, watch her.
“This is all me,” he said as she whimpered, her body jerking from his touch.
“You’re arrogant,” she managed to say. The burn intensified and she buckled.
Beau applied the right amount of pressure and as she came apart beneath his fingers, he grinned down at her.
“No, I’m hot.”
For a few moments, Betty gazed up at him, her body quaking, her heart full of…something heavy.
He was so hot. He was also arrogant, infuriating, sexy as hell, and he was hers.
“Get off me,” she said slowly. “And take your clothes off.”
Beau slid down her body, dragging her panties along with him. His eyes were dark, smoldering as he gazed down at her, before pulling his T-shirt over his head and tossing it to the side.
She propped herself up on her elbows, but kept her legs spread, loving the way he kept looking between them.
He jumped out of his shoes, stepped out of his jeans and then his boxers joined the pile on the floor.
