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The next moment, he stepped on the brakes and pulled off the road.
“What are you do—”
But his mouth was on hers, hot and urgent, before she could finish her sentence. Within seconds, she was clinging to him, scared to death he’d stop kissing her.
His one hand cradled her head while the other roamed freely over her shoulders, down her arms, up her sides until those clever fingers folded over an aching breast.
He lifted his head. “I have to see you, babe,” he pleaded.
With her eyes on him, she slowly slid open the top button of her blouse. His gaze followed her every move, his ragged breathing filling the space of the inside of his SUV. When she slid open the third button, he pushed her hands out of the way and opened the rest himself.
For long moments, he stared into her eyes before he looked down. “I don’t talk about my feelings and I don’t have fancy words for you, but I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you right now.” His gravelly voice sent delicious shivers down her spine. “A red bra. Damn, babe, I’m already rock-hard for you, I don’t know...”
With a groan, he slipped a hand into the one cup. Finally, flesh on flesh, skin on skin. She was burning up. Her head fell back. “Gavin...”
“Tell me what you feel?”
“You make me hot, so hot...” she murmured.
He dropped his hand, and her eyes flew open. “What...?”
His hands were back on the steering wheel, his teeth clenched together, the muscle in his cheek jumping up and down. With a backward glance, he started the car again and slipped onto the road. “The first time I make love to you will be in a bed, not a damn car.”
With unsteady hands, she tried to button her top up again, but it was a struggle. They were both breathing heavily and her gaze kept straying to the very clear indication of his desire.
The giggle came out of nowhere, but once she’d started, she couldn’t stop.
“What so damn funny?” he growled.
“We are. I’m thirty-three and I’m making out in a car. On the highway. In the middle of a Thursday morning! Who does that?”
With a satisfied grin, he took her hand in his again. “Two people who obviously can’t keep their hands off of each other. And I have just one thing to say about feelings. I want you.”
That quickly sobered her up. But what happened to these feelings when he left for Seattle? Would it be as easy to bury what she felt as it was to switch off a light? And what would she do if it didn’t work? Her body was burning for his touch, and she had an idea that it wasn’t something that was going to change soon.
So much for no touching and no kissing.
