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Her lips curved into a sexy smile that had him hard in a split second. “Can’t you do both?”

He cupped her cheek and brushed his thumb across her bottom lip. “You do realize sex complicates everything, don’t you?”

She leaned her face into his hand and pressed a kiss to his palm. “Let’s get complicated.” Dezi flicked another button loose and then another.

He gripped her shoulders and set her at arm’s length. “You know how I feel about relationships. I can’t commit.”

She stood still, her gaze unwavering. “I know. I’m not asking for happily ever after. I just want happy for now. No strings. No declarations of undying love. I only want to make love with you here. Now.” She rested her hand against his chest. “Tomorrow is an entirely different day. Who knows what it will bring? I don’t care. I just want you to hold me, make love to me and remind me that I’m alive.”

Grimm stared into her eyes for a long moment, then gathered her in his arms and claimed her lips in a crushing kiss.

The kisses they’d shared in her uncle’s mobile home were nothing compared to this. And once he loosened the hold on his control, there was no going back.

He swept the seam of her lips with his tongue and thrust through to caress hers.

Dezi’s hands rose up his chest and circled the back of his neck, deepening the kiss.

When he finally came up for air, he bent, cupped the backs of her thighs and lifted her.

She wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her into the adjoining bathroom, continuing to kiss her as he went.

Once there, he set her on her feet, reached for the hem of her blouse and tugged it over her head.

Dezi finished unbuttoning his shirt and pushed it over his shoulders.

He shrugged out of it and reached into the shower to turn on the water.

Then it was a race to get naked, clothes flying, hands touching skin and laughter as they nearly tripped getting out of their jeans.

Grimm took Dezi’s hand and stepped into the tub, pulling her naked body against his as he stood beneath the warm spray. For a long moment, he just held her, reveling in the feel of her soft skin against his. Then he lathered the soap and ran his hands over every inch of her body while she did the same.

When her fingers wrapped around his erection, he nearly lost it. As she stroked him again and again, it took every ounce of concentration to keep from coming. When he couldn’t hold out any longer, he gripped her wrist.

She looked up, her brow furrowing. “No?”

He laughed. “Not no. Hell, it’s all kinds of yes. But wait.”

He leaned out of the shower, snagged his jeans and pulled his wallet out of the back pocket. He fished a foil packet out and tossed his wallet onto the pile of clothes. Turning her into the spray, he rinsed off all remaining soap suds and shut off the water.

They used the same towel to dry each other off, barely getting all the water before Grimm swept Dezi into his arms and carried her to the bed.

He laid her down and climbed onto the bed with her, dropping the packet with the condom on the pillow beside her.

“We’re going to need that,” she said and started to reach for it.

“Not yet.” He bent and captured her mouth in a heated kiss, then swept his lips across her chin and down the soft curve of her neck, pausing to kiss the pulse beating wildly at the base of her throat. Anxious to taste more of her, he worked his way over her collarbone and down to one of her rose-tipped breasts.

He flicked his tongue across her nipple until it formed a tight little bead, which he promptly sucked into his mouth and rolled gently between his teeth.

Dezi moved beneath him, her hands lacing in his hair, guiding him across to take her other breast.

He complied, tasting and teasing it to a fine peak before moving lower. Crossing over her ribs, past her belly button, he arrived at the tuft of hair over her sex.

She raised her knees and let them fall open, giving him more room to work his magic.

Grimm parted her folds with his thumbs and bent to taste her there, swirling his tongue in her entrance before coming up to flick it against her clit.

“Oh, my,” she called out. Her heels dug into the mattress, and she raised her hips, urging him to do it again.

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