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“You make my heart race.”
He hugged her hard before turning her, burying his hands in her hair, and kissing her mind blank. Trembling, she wondered if she could remain standing.
As the thought left her mind, Nate lifted her to the bathroom counter, stepped between her legs, and pulled her hard against him.
“I closed the bedroom door before I followed you in here.” It was all he said before kissing her with desperation she’d never experienced.
Working to keep up, she hugged him as her legs wrapped around his thighs. His groan vibrated against her mouth. She was overheated, shaky on the inside, and felt like she could fly apart.
His hand at her low back pressed them against each other. The fierce erection behind Nate’s jeans rode against the most sensitive part of her and his kiss developed a more aggressive edge.
Sighing, he kissed his way along her jaw and down her neck as one hand cupped her breast through her t-shirt.
She rocked against him and the way it made her feel tripped a switch in her mind. Suddenly she had a fistful of his hair, her other hand gripping his ass. Her thighs pulled him firmly against her as she let her hips move on him in exactly the way she needed.
Pulling roughly at his hair to raise his face, he did so instantly and delivered a punishing kiss as he slowly ground his cock along her folds through their clothes.
Gasping, her head dropped back on her shoulders as an orgasm crashed over her system. Unable to stop his name from moaning past her lips, she held him to her, lightly tugging his hair as a wave ofamazingwashed over her.
His hands gentled, his lips on her neck. His breathing ragged against her skin. They stayed like that for a long time while her heart settled. He raised his head to stare into her eyes.
“I love when you come for me, Zoe.”
Her fingertips traced his face. “Before you touched me, I hadn’t felt much with another person.” She raked her fingers through his hair. “I kind of thought all the talk from my sister, my friends, was some sort of smoke screen.” She smiled slowly. “I know better now. You deliverbook levelpleasure, Nate.”
Pressing himself harder to her, he smiled smugly. “Book level pleasure?” She nodded. “I don’t think I’ve ever received such an incredible compliment in my life.” He kissed her lightly. “Are we talking romance novels or like, spy thrillers?”
“Hmm. Both. If a sex scene is done right, I don’t care about the genre.” Grinning, she admitted, “However, I’m something of a junky when it comes to dirty books.”
“No,” he said with a scandalized expression. “Notyou, Zoe.”
Nodding, she blushed. “I’ve been reading them since I was twelve and I’m not ashamed to admit that they were the cause of my severe disappointment following my first sexual encounter.”
Bracing his palms on the counter beside her hips, he said, “My first time, I came rolling on the condom.” Zoe caught her laughter and put her fingers over her lips. “It was humiliating. There was a lot of buildup before and I just couldn’t take another second.”
“That must have been hard…”
“I covered it by insisting on more foreplay.” He shrugged. “The girl spread the rumor that I was obsessed with the pleasure of my partners.” With a wink, he added, “I learned a valuable lesson.”
“Tell me about this lesson, Mr. Lang.”
“Make a woman come until she can’t think straight and she doesn’t notice much else.” Taking a deep breath, he added, “It’s saved my ass more times than I can count.”
She chuckled. “I think you’re full of shit.”
Grinning, he said, “Suchlanguagebut you’re right. I just go at it like a jackhammer and hope for the best.” They laughed together for almost a minute before his hunger took over. “I want to spend hours figuring out everything about your body, Zoe. What makes you tick. Push you past your comfort zone and learn what you like.”
“You,” she told him clearly. “Everything about you. The way you smell, look, move…all of it. It’s a general trigger that pretty much destroys me the moment you walk into a room.”
He dragged his thumb over her bottom lip. “I’ve never met a woman so fucking honest. It makes me humble.”
“Kiss me again, Nate.”
The man delivered instantly, claiming her with heat and a heavy dose of possession. A voice in the back of her mind reminded her that they’d been hiding in the bathroom too long.
Breaking their kiss, she said, “We can’t stay in here. Poor Mandy.”
He rested his forehead against hers with a small nod. Another minute passed before he stepped back enough to set her on her feet.
