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“Oh, I plan to.”
Then he did. The kiss was incendiary and her worries about her heart melted in its heat. She reached up and locked her hands behind his neck and threw herself into it. Maybe it was that she’d never kissed a man she found so attractive, or maybe it was simply kissing this man, but every time their lips locked, she lost herself.
He lifted her against him, pressing that impressive hard-on into the apex of her thighs. It wasn’t enough.
She wrapped her legs around his hips and rubbed against him, unable to stifle the sounds of frustration when that just made the ache worse.
He broke his mouth away from hers. “Shhh, sexy, I’ll take care of you.”
Then he sat down in the chair she’d been using, standing her up between his thighs. He unsnapped her jeans and lowered the zipper. “Let’s get rid of these.”
“Yes.” She shoved the denim down her legs and kicked it away.
He grasped her hips, his hands so big that his thumbs easily reached her clitoris through the nylon of her panties. He brushed over the aching nub first with one thumb and then the other, teasing and satisfying with the same touch.
“Touch me, Max.”
“I am touching you, Professor.”
“You know . . .” Her voice failed as he rubbed a little circle over that spot.
“I do, yes.”
Suddenly, her panties were gone and then she was sitting astride his lap, facing away from him. He tilted her head up so he could kiss her while his other hand moved between her thighs.
He brushed his fingers up the sensitive skin of her inner thighs before delving into her most intimate flesh. He slid one long finger inside her while the heel of his hand pressed against her swollen clitoris.
She moaned into the kiss, her body arching toward that touch, her brain losing touch with reality in a maelstrom of pleasure. She didn’t know how long he touched her like that, but the faint sound of a buzzr sounded from the kitchen just as her body and mind exploded like nanobots in a microwave. Sparkly lights danced behind her eyelids while she cried out against his lips.
Dinner was delicious, but what happened after was mind destroying. He yelled her name when he came and held her throughout the night. She woke before dawn, knowing she needed to get going before she did something really stupid, like ask him to come with her. Or if she could come back.
She was in the shower when she heard her phone ring. It stopped by the time she’d turned off the water and reached for a towel.
She was still drying herself off when Max walked into the bathroom looking pissed off and too darn sexy for this early in the morning.
“You want to explain to me why I just got off the phone with a police detective who wants to know when you’ll be back in town?”
She wrapped the towel around herself and tried sidling toward the door, but Max wasn’t moving. She stopped in front of him. “It’s about the break-in.”
“Like hell. The police don’t follow up like this on an attempted break-in when the perp didn’t even make it inside the apartment.”
“Not the first time.”
“What the hell happened?”
“Do you think I could go to Roman’s room and get some clothes?” Her backpack was still in the master bedroom.
Max leaned against the doorjamb. “Talk.”
“You’re bossier than all my older siblings combined.”
“You think?”
“They never grill me naked.”
“You’re wearing a towel and I’m your lover. That comes with certain privileges.”
“You’re my current sex partner. That’s not the same thing.”
