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She was past the point of control. Nothing could stop her from being with this man, not even the risk of losing her heart to him. Not even the chance of him walking away and leaving her behind.

Tomorrow would be soon enough to deal with the consequences.

She was tired of fighting these sensations. She wanted Adrian.

He moaned, his tongue tracing the ridges of her lips, his kiss turning savage as she held him tightly against her, intoxicating her with desire. Nothing mattered at this moment except this man, this kiss, and the feel of his body taut with need for her, only her.

Adrian made her feel alive. He made her feel things she tried to resist. He made her feel like a woman. No other man had ever made her feel the way he did.

His lips moved to her throat.

“Madison,” he moaned, his voice husky.

Her hands skimmed his naked chest. “You have way too many clothes on,” she said.

She wanted to touch him, make him as giddy with passion as she felt. Tonight, she needed Adrian. She was tired of being his make-believe fiancée.

Letting her fingertips guide her, she traced the hardened muscles of his chest, touching every solid ridge. For two months, she’d felt the strength of his broad shoulders, but never been able to experience the feel of his flesh.

Why couldn’t she put him out of her mind instead of craving his touch? Why couldn’t she walk away from the cowboy and just let their time together end without tonight?

Because no matter what, he made her feel complete in ways she’d never experienced. With just one smoldering glance, her senses quivered in anticipation.

Neither of them had planned on taking their game this far, but somewhere along the road, it became real. At least for her.

“Madison,” he moaned, his lips covering hers once more. As their kiss deepened, his fingers deftly unhooked the strapless bra she’d worn beneath her dress. The cool night air brushed her skin, and she felt a moment of panic. What was she doing?

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

And then his lips touched the sensuous part of her neck, causing her to shiver. His lips trailed the material down her chest, nipping her in the curvature of her shoulder. A shudder passed through her as his lips seared a path down to her breasts.

She leaned her head back, giving him full access to her body. She was crazy with want for him, and at this moment, nothing else mattered. Her breathing was fast and shallow as she reached for the snap on his tuxedo pants.

“Wait, Madison,” he whispered as he sank down on the bed and tugged his boots off, kicking them across the room. Then he reached for his pants and quickly undid them while she stepped out of her thong. Rising, he stood naked, all male before her. His manhood protruded before him, smooth, long, and hard. With a decisive pang, her heart filled with passion and she realized it was too late.

He grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back onto the bed, following her down. With a seductive cry, she reached out and touched his face, her hand caressing his cheek and pulling him toward her. “I want you.”

Her lips expressed what her heart knew and her voice could not say as she covered his mouth with hers and became lost in the sensation of his lips.

There were no future promises, but there was the pleasure of now.

“Thank God, you do,” he whispered, nipping the curvature of her neck.

His lips trailed down to her breasts, and his mouth closed over her nipple, laving the bud until she gripped his head, her breathing harsh.

His one hand skimmed her body, sending quivers through her, while his other delved into the center of her femininity. She jerked at the unexpected jolt of pleasure that rippled through her. She wanted him desperately, yet she was afraid.

“I’m going to tease you until you beg me to stop,” he gasped, breathing hard to fill his lungs.

Madison moaned, the sound loud and voracious in the darkened room. She arched against his hand, gripping the sheets against the raging need his fingers were building with his caresses.

“Please,” she said while his fingers teased and tormented her. Never had a man with just the touch given her such pleasure. Never had she experienced this ache that let her know she needed him.

“Adrian!” she cried as she tensed, trying to hold on to the sweeping pleasure that descended on her as she disintegrated beneath his hands.

For a moment, she lay there, her breathing hard and quick, her eyes closed while she slowly collected herself. Then the feel of Adrian thoroughly aroused and lying beside her caught her attention.

She opened her eyes and gazed at him, knowing this night would forever change them. His eyes were dark, hungry, filled with passion for her and so beautiful, she had to resist the urge to kiss each one.

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