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She walked a little faster. His footsteps thudded on the pavement behind her. She didn’t know what to make of this side of him. He was always so steady. Heck, most of the time he seemed downright indifferent toward her when he came home to visit nowadays. He barely spared her a look or more than a few words. It had been so damn long since they’d had a real, in-depth conversation.

Not that she missed it or anything.

“If I was wearing a top, that proves I wasn’t naked.”

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“Thanks for that tidbit. I’m well aware of that fact, because if you’d been naked, I would’ve done what I’ve been wanting to since you grabbed my cock. Want me to tell you what that is? Or hey, since you know so much about me and my motivations, why don’t you guess?”

She walked a little faster. The aggravation in his tone was making her twitchy and breathless. Damn, what kind of woman got turned on by making a man angry? “I’d rather not.”

“You were full of information earlier. What happened?” He gripped her elbow and spun her around, backing her into the chain-link fence that bordered the parking lot. “Pussy got your tongue?”

God, now he was talking about pussies. And the foster tabby she’d taken care of until yesterday wasn’t the pussy that was getting wet at his brusque behavior.

“You were fuckin’ teasing every man in there, and I know why.” Lowering his face to hers, he spoke against her mouth. “You wanted to get back at me.”

His nearness was enough to make her nipples pucker. Again. So much for wanting to shatter his control. She wasn’t sure she could handle him at full throttle. “For what?”

“I held back on you. You weren’t about to let me off scot-free.” He pressed closer, tilting his pelvis just enough for her to acknowledge he’d hidden a steel pike in his pants. Either that or he’d really enjoyed her show.

She’d almost go with the pike first.

If she was capable of arousing such excitement from a man like him two times in one night, how had she had three such sucktastic sexplorations in the recent past?

She knew why. Bryan Townsend didn’t do cute, wholesome, or homespun. The kind of girl she’d decided she no longer wanted to be. He did naughty, wild, and wicked. And if the hard-on pressing against the front of his jeans was any indication, her transformation was well on its way.

“Do you think I’m wicked?” she whispered, giving him her sultriest look and hoping he wouldn’t notice how nervous she felt. “Or wild? I’ll even settle for mildly naughty with the possibility of an upgrade to full status.”

“Christ, woman, you’re going to kill me.” His mouth swooped down on hers, smothering her startled oof.

God, his lips were so soft. And warm. He nibbled at her mouth, seducing without words. Then, when she went boneless in his arms, he snuck past her admittedly shaky defenses and destroyed her thoughts with one slide of his tongue.

He didn’t hesitate, just went for it, hands roaming, his body crushing hers into the fence until even the chain links at her back added tantalizing pressure to her skin. Her clothes were too constricting. She yanked at the belt of her dress so she didn’t burn up where she stood. He grabbed her hand, trapping it in one of his, ratcheting up her need even higher.

“Not here,” he said. “Let’s go back to your place.”

She yanked back so abruptly that she would’ve fallen into the fence if he hadn’t caught her by her waist. His thumbs incited some kind of erotic voodoo on her hips while she struggled to see him in the low light. “You want me to invite you home?”

She’d sent Matilda the tabby to a new foster home yesterday, so at least she didn’t have to worry about the cat meowing and breaking the mood, but Jill hadn’t cleaned up her place for company. For all she knew, she’d left a bra hanging from the showerhead.

And that’s important, why? He’s seen plenty of bras. And plenty of boobs.

“We could go to my hotel if you’d rather.” His hand wandered to the front of her dress, tugging lightly on the loosened belt. From the reaction between her legs, he might as well have slipped his fingers into her very wet panties.

“What about Vic?”

Another light tug. Another pulse in her clit. “You indicated you could be discreet.”

Oh hell, yeah. For more of what he was handing out, she’d be discreet all over the damn town. That didn’t mean she intended to let him off easy. He’d hurt her feelings years ago when he’d brushed her off after their first kiss, and again tonight.

If he’d seen the error of his ways, hallelujah, but she wasn’t going to skip merrily into his rented bed without him earning it. Better yet, she’d skip the possible bedbugs all together and take him back to her apartment so they’d be on her turf. She needed the home-team advantage.

“I thought you were so worried about tarnishing my sweet innocence.”

He laughed. She loved how the sound rumbled deep in his chest, especially since it so rarely happened in her presence. “You told me you weren’t innocent.” He thumbed a tendril of hair away from her cheek. “Wanna be dirty together?”

Now she really did shudder. And said nothing at all. Her powers of speech had fled right along with her functioning brain cells.

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