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I can barely speak, and I croak out, "Take me, but do it soon, because I've never been so hot for anyone and I might die if I can't have you."
He chuckles and carries me into the house. The door snicks shut softly, and he nods his head toward the couch. "Will that do?"
I'm already stripping out of my clothes as fast as I can. I say, "Shit, yeah, I'll do you on the coffee table."
My hair clip flies across the room and clatters on the hard wood floor when I pull both my shirt and sweater over my head. Keith is standing close and reaches for the waistband of my jeans. His voice rumbles through me. "Let me help."
I take a shaky breath as he slows my attack. But just as he's gotten to my zipper, he halts. I look into his face as his eyes widen.
Keith steps back. "We've got to go. Something's wrong with Carly. Get dressed." He races back outside for his clothes.
His panic is contagious, and even though I haven't got a freaking clue how he knows Carly is in danger, I dress quickly.
