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In one hasty step, she pressed herself up against him, compressing the bulge at the front of his jeans between their bodies. “I justknow.”

He let out a guttural rumble.

Hooking her hand around his nape, she went on tiptoe and let her lips hover inches from his. The scent of him…the feel of him…didit for her.

“The guys are gone,” she rasped, leaning closer. “The bomb’s gone too.”

“Yes, but Lark, this isn’t a good id—”

She rocked her body against his erection again, watching his features shudder with desire.

“I’ve had a stressful few days, Clay.”

“You’re not seriously going to trythaton me, are you?”

“Uh-huh.” She inched closer until her lips were so close that a breeze could rock her into him and they’d be kissing.

“Lark.”

“I figured you’d want to know that I’m also not wearing any panties. Couldn’t find a pair that fit.”

With that, she dropped to her flat feet and stepped away from him. She made it halfway to the cabin before she felt a whoosh of air strike her from behind as Clay rushed at her.

He locked his hands on her waist, just beneath her ribs, pulling a gasp from her. He whipped her into his arms and bent her backward, mouth crashing down on hers.

Oh, those lips. So hard and firm. He didn’t smile often, but she liked putting one on his handsome face.

And shelovedmaking him lose control for her.

Their tongues tangled in a primitive dance. They shared a wild moan. Her nipples peaked. Her pussy flooded.

A dark web of need spread through her, trapping her against her lover.

When he swung her off her feet and carried her into the house, he never broke the kiss.

As soon as they made it over the threshold, he unbound one arm from her waist to shut and lock the door even as she plunged her hands beneath his shirt.

She ran her palms over his chest. “God, your skin is like warm velvet. All these muscles.”

He tore off his hat and tossed it aside. Lark didn’t hesitate to whip his shirt off. As they faced each other, half undressed, his eyes hooded with desire.

His chest heaved, and he closed the gap between them again, whirling her to pin her against the door. A throaty moan escaped her, and he went straight for her neck, sucking on her pulse point and trailing kisses down to the breasts spilling from her bra.

“I fucking love this thing.” He hooked a finger into one cup and tugged it low enough to swipe his tongue over her nipple.

She dug her fingers into his scalp. “I fucking love your tongue!”

“Naughty words.”

“I’m no innocent.”

He licked her nipple again. “Yeah?”

Her lungs wouldn’t fill with enough air as his beard scraped her sensitive skin. “Yeahhh.”

He raised his head and pierced her in his stare. “Prove it.”

Dark tendrils of heat worked low through her belly and gripped her between the thighs.

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