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“C’mere.”
He reached into the space between them to drag her in. She crashed into him with the same passionate, desperate need that had overcome them in the back office of Harvest Home. The kisses were just that bright and stinging, and she couldn’t get enough. The door slammed closed behind her. With all his bulk, Devin pressed her into it, and ohGod.
She’d known he was ripped, but feeling all that hard muscle awakened a need inside her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she used what leverage she had to climb his body, and he helped her, lifting her up. She curled her legs around him.
The hot bulge of him against her center sent fireworks off inside her. He let out a noise that was pure sex as they ground together. She’d never gone from zero to sixty so fast. She was dizzy with it, barely able to think.
He moved them away from the door, holding on to her as he turned to carry her through his apartment.
She got only the most glancing impression of the place. It was neat but spare, no pictures on the wall. A plain beige couch, a glass coffee table, and a sage-green rug.
And then she didn’t have time to even think about his interior decorating, because that was his bedroom door he was hauling her through.
She pulsed deep inside as he practically tossed her down onto the big bed. He stood over her for a long moment, breath coming hard. Her entire body flushed. She liked being seen like this, liked the dark glint in his piercing eyes as he ran his broad hands along the tops of her thighs.
But the moment stretched and stretched. That same nervous flutter from earlier returned. “No take-backs?” she reminded him. She hated how it came out like a question.
He inhaled deeply. Then he nodded. “No take-backs.”
Resolved, he climbed on top of her. As he kissed her again, slower this time, she wanted to pinch herself. There was no hesitation in him, and when she put her hands on his skin, under the hem of his shirt, he pushed into her touch. This wasn’t some frantic, impulsive rush.
This was real.
Savoring every moment, she opened to him, curling her legs around his hips. The hot weight of his body settled over her. Every lick of his tongue and scrape of his teeth across her lips set her ablaze. Molten desire bubbled up inside her, and she wanted to take her time, but she couldn’t wait.
She pushed his shirt up. Rising onto his knees, he grabbed the fabric by the back of the neck and tore it off, and holy crap. His muscles had muscles, all of him golden tan and smooth. A trail of hair led down to the button of his jeans, and she had to stop herself from ripping those open right away, too.
When he kissed her again, it was with a new intensity. A flash of burning arousal shot through her when his rough hands dipped beneath her top. She helped him take it off. Her bra followed, and he groaned.
“I’ve been trying not to think about these for so long.” He buried his face in her breasts, and she laughed.
It didn’t stay funny for long. Not when his hot mouth sealed over that tender flesh. Aching for more, she arched into him, running her fingers through his hair. Everything he did felt so good. Triumph had her flying high.
Until he started kissing lower down her abdomen.
“Devin,” she moaned when he got to the waistband of her leggings.
Staring her straight in the eyes, he pressed one firm kiss to the very center of her through the fabric, and she practically came right then and there.
She reached for him.
He raced back up her body, sucking and biting at her all the way. As soon as he was close enough, she kissed him hot and deep, scrambling at his fly. She finally ripped it open and pushed his jeans and underwear down. The hot, hard length of him sprang free, and they groaned as one. He was huge in her hands, and she still couldn’t believe this was happening.
As she stroked him, he tore at her clothes, too. She kicked off her boots, and it was all a mad dash until they were both naked. He paused just long enough to get a condom on. When he lined himself up, she had no doubts.
Still, he paused. “Zo…”
She sucked in a breath. Cupping his face in her hands, she brought his lips to hers for another, softer kiss.
“I want this,” she promised him, and it was too true. With emotion she couldn’t name, she told him, “I want you.”
He closed his eyes.
His body sinking into hers turned her inside out. He felt so perfect as he ground against her, sending sparks surging through her.
“Zo,” he repeated.
“I’m here.” She was babbling. What was she saying? “I’m here, I’m here, I want you. I want this.”
