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But Colton caught her at the forest’s edge and circled her waist with his strong arms. He tugged her kicking and clawing against him. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Home!”
“Like this? Barefoot?”
“Yes!”
“But it’s almost dark.”
“I don’t really care. Let go of me, Colton. I think I’ve suffered enough embarrassment for one night, don’t you?” she accused, trying to deny the weakness in her knees, the constriction of her lungs. She struggled to get away from his musky male scent and the coiled power of his arms.
“I’ll take you home.” His voice sounded rough.
“I’ll walk!”
“No way.” His eyes seared hers, and the protest on her lips died a quick death.
Wrapped in the strength of his arms, feeling the heat of his body, the raw sensuality of his wet skin rubbing against hers, she couldn’t find her voice or the self-righteous anger that had flared so quickly only seconds before.
She knew that he intended to kiss her. As he lowered his head, she tilted hers up eagerly. His lips covered hers and stole the small whisper of breath in her lungs. Moving slowly, expertly, his mouth molded against hers. His tongue gently prodded, sliding easily between her teeth, exploring and plundering.
All thoughts of leaving him fled into the shadows of the towering pines. Cassie slid her arms around his neck, and she leaned against his muscular chest. Her body responded easily to Colton’s kiss; her skin tingled when he splayed his hands against her bare back, shifting slowly, sensually, fanning the forbidden flames of desire that heretofore she’d only dreamed of.
“Stop me,” he whispered hoarsely.
But she couldn’t. She felt one of his hands slide around to caress the burgeoning fabric of her halter. She gasped when his palm covered her breast, and the wet gingham slid erotically against her nipple. “Don’t stop,” she breathed. “Colton, please, don’t stop.”
He groaned a deep primal moan of surrender that turned her blood to fire. Heat swirled deep inside her as he untied the thin straps and bared one soft breast to the night. He gulped as he gazed at her. “You’re too young to look this way,” he protested, but let one thumb graze her nipple, watching in fascination as the stiff peak responded.
“Just love me,” she murmured.
“I can’t—”
“Please. Colton, oh, please—”
Groaning, he lowered his head. His lips moved gently along the column of her throat, and one hand became tangled in her hair as he
dragged them both to their knees. “This is dangerous,” he rasped.
“No—”
“And so are you.”
Instinctively she let her head loll back and arched her neck as he kissed her slowly, sliding downward until his mouth was poised over her breast.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his hot breath fanning her nipple before he took all of that rosy button into his mouth and suckled hungrily.
She wound her fingers in the thick strands of his hair, and the warm ache within her, a new and frightening passion, stretched and yawned deep·within. She didn’t protest when his weight forced her back against the sand, where her halter fell completely away.
She kissed his head and smooth shoulders as he laved her breast, teasing and tormenting with each supple stroke of his tongue. Cassie shuddered, unable to think beyond the delight of his body molding to hers.
His muscles were rigid and hard. Sweat beaded his brow. He lowered the waistband of her shorts. Her abdomen flattened expectantly.
“This is a mistake,” he whispered.
“No, Colton, it’s right. So right. I love you.”
He squeezed his eyes tight for a minute, as if he was trying to get a grip on himself. For a heart-stopping second, Cassie thought he would tear himself away. But he didn’t. And when his lips found hers again, they were hot and hard and hungry. All his self-control fled. His fingers worked feverishly on the snap and zipper of her shorts.
