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My eyes flickered to his, then I grinned, wiggling a little extra just to tease him. He groaned. A deep sound that vibrated against me.Shit.

“I’ll fucking come if you keep doing that,” he hissed.

I gasped. “But you just—”

His laugh cut me off, and when he spoke, his voice was just a husky growl. “I have no limit with you.”

Oh my god.I was pretty sure he could do it for me just by talking. His voice. Those words. My whole body shivered and burned. “Make love to me.”

His lips caught mine at last, stealing my breath and spinning me into oblivion. He pulled me to him, crushing me against his body, bucking his hips to max the feel of my ass rubbing against him.

Then he bit back a cry, his body freezing. “Shoulder,” he hissed, and I quickly shifted away from it.

“I’m so sorry,” I breathed. I forgot. I was too focused on my own desire, I forgot he was hurt.

I scanned the room for something to use as a sling. I was no doctor, but my father was. I picked up a thing to two along the way. That he didn’t already have one was bad.

“What are you looking for?”

I told him, and he scoffed. “Fuck that,” he growled, pulling me down with him onto the mattress. The abrupt yank threw me off balance, and I fell on top of him, bracing myself against his body. The sudden shift made him shout, and I yelped, scrambling away.

He lay on his back, sucking in air through teeth clenched in pain. “This was a bad idea,” he gritted out. “Fucking—” He let out a frustrated growl, followed by another shuddering intake of air.

“Yeah,” I whispered. “What did you do that for?”

His eyes skidded over my naked breasts to my face, and a twisted grin flitted over his lips. “Because you make me lose my goddamn mind.”

His raw honesty made me gasp.

“I can’t fucking wait, Kaylie.”

A quick glance down his perfectly sculpted body made me gulp. I was the one asking for it. No.Begging. Like a little slut. I couldn’t leave him hanging now, just because a harsh dose of reality washed over me.

I shifted closer, sliding a hand over his thigh and up, deliberately avoiding his erection. Running my hand along the hills and valleys of his toned body was something I could never get enough of. He was perfection. Tanned, smooth skin still glistening with water.

“Are you still in pain?” I asked, hesitant to take this further. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He chuckled, a low sound reverberating within his chest. “Just get your little ass closer and let me feel you.”

I gasped, but did as he said, swinging one leg over him to straddle his hips. My body took over as my mind started to panic. It ground against him, the friction making us both moan. His hand landed on my thigh, so big and tanned against my white skin. I followed it with my gaze, holding my breath as it slid between us—between my legs.

He closed his eyes, letting a low groan past his parted lips, and I nearly died. The sounds he made, the pleasure he couldn’t keep off his face was too much. Yet I needed more. I wanted him to make those sexy sounds just for me.

“Whoa! The fuck!”

I jumped from the sudden voice, staring back at Johnny’s startled face as he stood in the door. Then I snatched up the blanket, trying to hide both myself and Marc under it.

“Don’t you knock!” I breathed. “Oh my God!”

Marc’s body vibrated against mine, and it wasn’t until I looked at his face that I realized he was suppressing a laugh.

“Bloody hell, Marc,” Johnny muttered, stepping further into the room instead of leaving, as I expected.

I stared at him, tucking the blanket tighter around me while making sure it also covered Marc.

“Nice timing,” Marc sneered, and Johnny scoffed. Then he threw a quick glance toward the window before focusing back on Marc.

“Sorry for blue-balling you, but we gotta go. Now.”

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