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Swooping his mouth over hers and forcing little cries out of her with every pass. Still, it wasn’t enough.

Hell, he was never going togetenough.

He picked her up—god, she was small compared to him—and stormed through the cabin with her. At the bedroom door, he hesitated only a second. “There’s no going back if I walk through this door.”

Her eyelids drooped over the smolder of her eyes.“You’re not the backing out type, Clay Lexis. Take me to bed.”

Her words pounded through him, punching holes in all his plans and good intentions. He tossed her onto the bed and followed her, toeing off his boots, before grinding his cock into those cute little shorts that had been driving him nuts for hours.

Was it only that morning that she showed up on his doorstep? It felt like he’d known her far longer than most women he took to bed.

She arched upward to find his mouth, thrusting her tongue against his.

“Damn, you must have a degree in kissing,” she murmured between passes of his tongue.

“Didn’t want to brag.”

She giggled, hooked her hand around his nape and brought him back to her. “With technique like that, you can brag all day, cowboy.” She knocked his hat off and threw herself into the kiss with passion he never expected to find today—or hell, ever.

Cupping her ass, he tugged her up and into the slow grind of his cock. Even through their clothes, the feel of her ignited him. This had undertones of make-out sessions in the back of his dad’s car but was so much hotter because now he had enough experience to back up his claims.

“I’m going to strip this polka-dotted top off you and see what’s underneath.”

Her smile spread under his lips. “Dare ya.”

He drew away, brow cocked. “I’m too old for dares, as you’ve pointed out several times. I only make good on my promises.”

He edged his hand beneath her top. The first stroke of silky bare skin had his cock leaking precum. Walking his fingers upward, he met the lace of her bra.

His brain told him it was yellow before he ever pushed up her top to see.

When he saw it was the color of her flesh, he damn near came in his jeans. Somehow, that was so…much…sexier. All woman.

Yanking her top all the way off, he dipped his lips to the swell of one full breast. She moaned out as he dotted kisses to her pebbled skin, riding along the lacy edge of the cup.

His voice pitched low. “Are you wearing matching panties?”

She went still. “Uh…no.”

He flattened his tongue over her breast and gave it a slow lick before lifting his head. “No?”

“No.”

His brow shot up. “Well, I was going to suck your nipples until I owned them, but now you have me curious.” He popped the button of her shorts.

Lark sucked in a gasp, making her belly dip. When he eased the zipper down, he was waiting for a hint of the yellow he expected to see…

And found nothing.

His stare locked on hers. “You’re not wearing any panties.”

She gave an awkward little shimmy on the mattress. “Surprise?”

“Fuck!” Knowing she’d been sitting next to him all day with nothing covering her pussy had him aching and hard enough to pound nails.

He swiped a fingertip inside theVof her fly, stopping short of touching a patch of trim red curls. He couldn’t go there—yet.

Braced on one forearm, he commanded, “Take off your bra for me.”

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