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Not nearly enough.
He couldn’t manage to rein in any part of him so this could be the start of some really good foreplay. The hungry kiss catapulted them from the start to near the very end where his brain and body were already looking for a place to take Alana now, now, now.
Alana was clearly in the same mode, too, and it occurred to him that this was what happened when sex and fierce attraction kept getting put on hold. Eventually, the dam would break and land them right in bed. Or on the floor since it was closer.
Just as he’d done during their other make-out session, Egan reached for the bottom of her dress, but she stopped him, causing him to curse. Not her but himself. Had he misread the signals? He was battling with the answer to that when she kissed him.
No misread signals.
“Turnabout is fair play,” she said, going after his shirt. “You stripped me last time, and now I get to do the same to you.”
He wasn’t wearing a button-up shirt today, but Alana quickly took hold of his T-shirt and shoved it up, up, up until she had it over his head and off. Then, she sent it flying. She put her hands on him, touching and sliding her palms over his chest. Flaming the fire that was already too hot to contain.
Her breath was coming out in quick rough gusts now, and that intensified the kiss that she dropped on his chest. Everything intensified even more when the kiss turned French, and she slid her tongue from his chest to his stomach.
Alana was either trying to replicate what he had done to her the other time they’d been together at his cabin. Or else she was trying to drive him mad. She was doing a very good job at both. Alana kissed, making full use of her mouth and tongue and even her teeth while she continued that tortuous trail down his stomach.
Onto the front of his jeans.
Oh, yeah, she was definitely trying to drive him over the edge and along with her mouth, tongue and even teeth, she was putting that hot fast breath of hers to good use.
Her hands got in on the act, too, as she reached for his belt buckle. That slowed her down a little but not much. She got the belt undone, got him unbuttoned, lowered his zipper and used the same mouth, tongue, teeth and breath trick against the front of his boxers.
That did it.
Egan could take no more. Rather than pull her up to him, he dropped to his knees, taking her with him and adjusting their position so they were face-to-face again. So he could take her mouth with a hot hungry need that she had ignited inside him.
“Condom,” she rasped. “They’re in the bedroom.”
“I have one closer,” Egan assured her, extracting the foil packet from the pocket of his jeans. “First, though, you’re getting naked.”
“We’regetting naked,” Alana amended. “We’re doing this together this time.”
“No arguments from me,” Egan muttered.
And there wouldn’t be. There was no argument he could give himself to rethink what they were about to do even if rethinking would be smart.
He went after her dress again, and this time she didn’t stop him. Alana let him slip it off over her head, and Egan tossed it onto the floor, somewhere. He went after her bra next, and once he unhooked it and removed it, he did some kissing of his own. On her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth.
Oh, mercy. This was good. Beyond good. He enjoyed the hitch in her voice and took pleasure in the sound that she made. He enjoyed the way she latched onto him and demanded, “More.”
He very much intended to give both of themmore.
He got rid of her panties next, but he ran into a little interference when she also tried to rid him of his jeans. There was some awkward fumbling around, but they finally worked it all out. And after he moved the panties down her legs, he had exactly what he wanted.
A naked Alana right in front of him.
Apparently, Alana wanted the same for him because with more maneuvering, she pulled off his boots and jeans. He had to land on his back for that to happen, and she took full advantage of that. She pulled down his boxers and gave him a kiss that he was reasonably sure he wouldn’t forget even if he had full-blown amnesia.
Since more of those kind of kisses would put a quick end to this and wouldn’t in any way complete that “together” promise, Egan had to reluctantly put a halt to it. Instead, he did another maneuver, rolling on top of her.
He kissed her long, hard and deep, all while he did more fumbling around, this time to get the condom open and on. Alana tried to help with that as well, and they nearly ended up having unprotected sex, after all.
After steeling himself up, Egan finally managed to get his hands working again so he could get the condom on. But he didn’t just push into her as his body was begging him to do. No, he took a moment to savor the moment. This moment with Alana where they would become lovers.
That gave him a heavy emotional punch that he hadn’t been expecting. It seemed to give Alana one as well because her gaze connected with him, and she held the stare for several moments. Moments filled with the need for each other even more out of control than their breathing.
Oh, man. One way or another, they were going to pay for this. He hoped the payment would be good, that there would be no regrets. But they would pay.
