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“No.”

The denial was harsh and fast. She jerked back and called herself an idiot in her head even while she managed a casual shrug.

“All right, if you say so. Brian, then. Or anyone else interested.”

“To hell with that.”

She gasped when she was backed against the tool shed and his body was pressed against hers. But the defiance still held as she lifted her chin.

“I thought you said no.”

“Ruby—”

“I thought you weren’t interested. I thought you couldn’t care less about me.”

Maddox ignored her words, but there was no mistaking the smolder in his dark orbs. His head lowered, mouth brushing her ear, and the rest of the world fell away.

“Tell me how you touch yourself.”

He might as well have touched her when his voice took on that raspy tone, unable to hide the need that seemed to rake his insides. She hesitated, not wanting to put herself out there again, but realized that would mean she would be stuck in an endless spiral of wondering.

Courage. Be brave.

Instead of telling him, her fingers skimmed inside her dress and pressed against her panties: lace, because she had wanted to feel sexy tonight in case she bumped into him. God, everything these past few days—maybe even months—just kept going back to him, and now here they were, drawn to each other again. The contact had her closing her eyes, but his voice opened them back.

“No. Look at me.”

No pretenses, no false coldness, because he had never been a cold man to her. His eyes had gone back to hooded, but his hunger was raw, piercing deeply into the vestiges of her soul. In response, she slipped a finger inside and bit back a sound when her muscles immediately clamped. Her other hand found his arm and grasped it when rubbing herself inside and smelling that hot, muscular scent dazed her.

“It feels good,” she whispered.

A large hand rested on her hip, unmoving. His hot breath traced her neck and she arched, unable to resist.

“I care about you,” he whispered back. Sincerity shone, but the admission seemed to wreck him as much as it wrecked her. “I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s why I had to stay away from you.”

Her hand dropped from her dress. She glared. “To hell with that. To hell with you. To hell with everything—”

His mouth covered hers, cutting off the rest of her words. She didn’t care as all that mattered was that they were finally here, kissing each other with the hunger that belied everything she had assumed before. Something broke in the man, and he took her hips more firmly and navigated her inside the tool shed, where his tongue came into play to curl with hers. Then his fingers were lifting her dress and finding the spot that had been throbbing from the second they had spiraled into their wordplay. His thumb rubbed her panties, not quite there yet.

“Wet,” he groaned out, soft and still in disbelief.

“Please.”

Coolness touched her chest, then blazed hot when they grazed against his shirt. His free hand cupped her, testing her weight and seemingly pleased with it. Then his thumb found her nipple and circled it incessantly until her brain grew blank.

“Please what?”

She couldn’t respond. All she could do was arch her body, hoping he understood—and he did, as Maddox lowered his head and captured her puckered tip in between his lips. His fingers slid inside her just as he sucked, creating a double-slam of pleasure that had her vibrating.

Ruby made an incoherent sound when his fingers started a rhythm that imitated what she often did on her loneliest nights, but much better. She clung to his hair when he transferred his mouth ministrations to her other nipple, licking and sucking in a way that made it impossible to focus on anything else. She sank into the next kiss that was greedy and just on the verge of desperation, then tugged his head when he attempted to go down on her.

“No. I’m so close.”

Blue-black eyes flared, the statement turning him on. His fingers thrust faster. His thumb found her clit and flicked repeatedly, shooting her into a state of such heavy pleasure that it was bound to explode at any second. When it did, her body would have flown. But Maddox was there to hold her in place, breathing ragged against her ear and body thrumming with tension.

The high had to end at some point, but he made sure to extend it for as long as he could. When she came down, her body slumped, humming in the aftermath of what had to be the most intense orgasm of her life.

“Okay?” he asked.

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