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Gemma gripped his shoulders, her chest rising and falling. Her nipples were tight buds.
He couldn’t move, except to swallow. “I know I should get up and leave.”
“So why don’t you?” she whispered.
“Because I really fucking want to suck one of your pretty nipples into my mouth.”
Her breath hitched. “So why don’t you?”
* * *
Desire feltlike fireworks inside her. Gemma’s belly was alive with hot flutters.
The way Boone was looking at her…
She trembled. He did nothing more than just stare at her, and it made everything inside her light up.
“Boone, I want you.”
He let out a low groan, then leaned forward. Then his warm mouth closed on one of her nipples, and he sucked.
Now, the room filled with Gemma’s moans. Sensations poured through her. She undulated and slid her hands into his hair. She pulled him closer.
It feltsogood.
“More,” she panted.
He switched to the other breast, tugging her closer. She felt the hard bulge beneath her, and moved her hips, rubbing against him. It felt so good to think of nothing but pure desire. How much she wanted this good, protective man.
“Oh, my God.” Her head fell back, her fingers tangling in the brown strands of his hair. She rubbed against that rock-hard cock beneath her, and wondered what it looked like. What it would feel like inside her.
“Boone,” she moaned.
Suddenly, he moved. He stood and dumped her on her feet. She felt dizzy for a second and gripped the vanity to catch her balance. He stared at her for a beat, no emotion on his face.
“This is wrong.”
She frowned. It wasn’t wrong. Nothing had ever felt this right. “Boone—”
A muscle ticked in his jaw. “I won’t take advantage of you.”
She huffed out a breath. “You’renot. My eyes are wide open right now.” More than they had been in a long time. “I know what I’m feeling.”
He sucked in a breath. “I’m not the man for you. I’m not the man for anyone.” He opened the door, stepped out, and closed it behind him.
Gemma crouched and snatched up her towel. Goosebumps washed over her as she wrapped it around herself.
The man had a hard shell around him that was inches thick. It was like he couldn’t accept pleasure, or anything nice, or anyone caring.
Like he didn’t think he deserved it.
She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Did she want to change that?
It was a hell of a time to find a guy who made her feel more than she’d felt in a really long time.
“One step at a time, Gemma.”
But right then and there, she decided she wasn’t giving up on Boone Hendrix.
