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He didn’t know. He didn’t care. All he wanted was her.
Sliding his hand to the back of her neck, he brought her lips back to his. She tasted like berries and cream. Her skin was hot, as if she’d soaked up the ocean sun. The bright orange scent of her filled his head, sank into his blood. She’d warm even the coldest New York winter, bringing an endless summer into his life.
He drove his fingers into her hair, slanting her mouth more firmly against his. Her breath heated his lips. She rocked against him.
He groaned, his whole body tensing with a painful combination of lust and a useless attempt at self-control. She grasped his shoulders, twisting her fingers into his T-shirt as she swept her tongue into his mouth and set his blood aflame.
Keeping his mouth locked to hers, he ran his hand over her smooth bare leg and underneath her skirt. He curved his fingers against her inner thigh. She twitched in reaction, then lifted her body upward slightly to give him better access. Hunter clenched his jaw, not sure how much longer he could hold off with her so ripe and ready.
Aria pressed her forehead against his, her grip on him tightening. “This is insane.”
“That’s one word for it.” He could think of another one, too. Likeincredible.
He slipped his fingers underneath the elastic of her underwear and found her hot core.
“Hunter.” Her whole body tensed. She arched her hips toward him, her breathing fast.
“Come on.” He pressed his lips to the curve of her throat and over her collarbone.
She responded to his touch with the effortlessness of a leaf curving into the wind. He rubbed and stroked her folds, and she rocked against his hand and panted. Right when he sensed her body begin to tighten with arousal, he latched his arm around her waist and kissed her. She cried out against his mouth, her body trembling with release.
Though Hunter had known many pleasures in life, the sensation of Aria coming in his arms left all the others far behind. She sank against him, her chest heaving and her body limp. He ran his hands down her back to her ass. He could have just sat there for the next hour or eight with her all warm and loose against him.
She lifted her head, pushing her hair away from her flushed face. Her eyes were dark with both satisfaction and a touch of uncertainty. She brushed her fingers over the bulge in his jeans. “Do you want…”
“No.” He cupped his hand against the side of her face. “You’re beautiful. That was for you. And that’s all this is. Neither one of us is going to overthink anything.”
“Agreed.” She studied him, her sooty lashes creating shadows on her cheekbones. She rubbed her thumb over his mouth and eased off him to climb back into the driver’s seat. “But I don’t think we qualify anymore assomething resembling friends. I’m pretty sure we’re actual friends now.”
“No. We’re more than friends.” He winked at her, glad when she smiled in response, and turned to open the van door. “Thanks again for tonight. Get a good night’s sleep.”
“You too.”
He felt her watching him as he unlocked the inn’s gate and headed up the steps of the front porch. He let himself into the foyer, where the front desk had aClosed – Text For Servicesign followed by Mrs. Higgins’ cell number.
Digging the key from his pocket, he started toward his room. Halfway there, he stopped. Female voices rose from nearby.
His spine tensed. He strode to the dining room.
Mrs. Higgins waved at him from where she stood speaking to another woman. “Oh, Mr. Armstrong, I thought I heard you come in. I believe you two know each other?”
“Of course.” Juliette Sinclair turned and smiled. “Hello, Hunter.”
