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Before she got the last yes out he lowered his mouth to hers. Her lips were so soft, so perfect. He luxuriated in them as his mouth swept first her top and then the bottom lip. The gentle massage of their mouths meeting in this sensual kiss sent currents of lust rippling through him. He lost himself in the innocent intimacy of the moment. He didn’t rush it, instead he lingered and savored every second. It was as if time was standing still as he took his time drinking in the sweet tenderness of their kiss.

That precious bubble of suspended time snapped when a soft moan came from the back of her throat. Desire so strong it made it hard for him to breath crashed into him. He needed to be closer to her, to feel her pressed up against him.

Not breaking the connection of their kiss, he snaked his arm around her waist and lifted her up before turning and setting her on the counter. Her arms encircled his neck and he stepped between her legs as she wrapped them around his waist. Her body molded to his and he could feel her full breasts crushed to his chest and the heat of her core as he rolled his hips, grinding his rock-hard length against her center.

All it took was one brush of his tongue along the seam of her lips and she opened them. At her silent invitation, one hand gripped her waist as the other threaded in her hair, tilting her head to give him a better angle for access. His tongue pushed past her parted lips and the moment it touched hers his entire body exploded with need unlike he’d ever felt before. He explored her wet, velvety tongue and she met him lick for lick. He had thought he was in danger of drowning in her stare, but he’d been wrong. It was her kiss that did it. He was floating, completely submerged in the sensations rushing through him.

He hadn’t even heard the doorbell ringing or Cap barking until she pulled away and breathlessly said, “Dax, the door.”

Tornado-force lust was spinning through him but he made himself step back and lower her to the ground. Her full lips glistened and her eyes were heavy with lust as she gazed up at him with wanting.

“Hold that thought.” He kissed her once more, this time on her forehead just to be safe, before turning and heading towards the door.

He couldn’t even begin to process what had just happened. That wasn’t just a kiss…that was more. That was epic. That was life changing. That was a religious experience.

The ringing continued and he fought the urge to yell through the door that no one was home and stalk back to the kitchen to pick up where they’d left off. If he actually thought that would work, he would probably have tried it. But whoever was there sounded persistent.

Before opening the door he adjusted himself so that his off the charts arousal wasn’t evident to his unexpected visitor. And he was glad that he did, because as the door swung open he saw that it wasn’t just one person on the other side, it was two. His mom and sister.

“Hi honey!” His mom exclaimed brightly as she rushed inside, hurrying to get out of the cold.

His sister greeted him as she followed behind their mom. “Hey, big little brother!”

He was in shock and didn’t speak for several seconds before shutting the door and asking, “What are you guys doing here?”

Heather did a double take between him and his mom. “Mom! You said you told him.”

Both he and his mom spoke at the same time.

“I did!”

“She didn’t.”

His mom waved her hand at him dismissively. “He never listens.”

Heather co-signed by nodding her head.

This was a battle he knew he’d never win.

“Hi,” he heard Ginny’s soft voice coming from the doorway to the kitchen.

He turned and saw her hand lifted in a wave and a tentative smile on her face.

“Oh my gosh!” His mom squealed. His fifty-five-year-old mother squealed when she saw Ginny. “You are even prettier in person. And so tiny!”

“Isn’t she tiny?” His mom swatted his arm. “And pretty? So pretty!”

“Yes,” he agreed. “She’s very pretty.”

Ginny blushed again as she dipped her gaze to the ground shyly.

He wished he could pull her against him, but his mom already thought something was going on between them and despite the fact that he’d just had his tongue down Ginny’s throat, he didn’t want his mom to get the wrong idea.

Instead, he stepped closer to her to make introductions. “Ginny, this is my mom, Patty, and my sister Heather. Mom, Heather, this is Ginny.”

His mom and sister were both just staring at her like they couldn’t believe she was real, but Ginny was probably used to that. She handled the awkward situation like the pro she was.

“It’s so nice to meet you both,” she enthused as she hugged first his mom then his sister. His mother’s jaw dropped open and her eyes were as big as saucers over Ginny’s shoulder, like she couldn’t believe Virginia Valentine was hugging her.

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