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He pressed his palm against me, and I let out another breathy moan.

“I can’t wait to finally hear how you sound when I make you come.” He dipped his fingers inside quickly, then retreated, bringing the moisture to my clit and circling.

“I need?—”

“Tell me.”

“Please.” I’d never felt need like this. The way he had me locked in that heated gaze made me want everything he was offering.

He tilted his head down and grazed my jaw. “I’ve fantasized about you saying that word in so many different ways.”

“Please, Kyle.” I was not above begging. Begging this man to do the things he was doing to my body was more than fine with me. As long as he didn’t stop.

His fingers slid inside me, starting his pattern all over again. I bucked against his hand the next time he entered me, desperate for more.

“Yes, that’s it.” This time, he pumped two fingers in and out of me. “Fuck my hand, baby.”

Lost in his touch, I obeyed, shamelessly rocking my hips against him as he continued to pump in and out.

“So responsive.” He claimed my mouth again, once again stealing all my air.

I gripped his shoulders, digging my fingers in as my orgasm ripped through me and I rode out the waves of pleasure that overtook me.

He continued kissing me as my body relaxed. When I was boneless, he rolled so I was lying against his chest.

We lay there quietly, his arm around me, my ear pressed to his heart, with just the crackle of the fire in the background.

The one thought swirling in my mind as the flames danced, casting shadows around us, was that I didn’t want this to be all there was between us tonight.

Chapter Twenty

KYLE

“I want more.”Tina tilted her head back, her lip caught between her teeth. “I…”

If she was feeling half of what I was feeling, then I knew exactly what she wanted. The question was could I, or should I, give it to her?

“I know.” I rubbed circles along her back as a battle waged inside my head. But I wouldn’t lie. “Me too.”

Her eyes shone with vulnerability then. “Take me home?”

I gripped the side of her neck and tilted her head further back so I could claim her mouth. She moved her hips and when her pussy brushed against my thigh, shemoaned.

I slowed the kiss. I needed space to think, and her body grinding against mine would not help that process.

“I need to deal with the fire.”

She nodded, and I untangled myself from her, though I hated to break the contact. I doused the fire, and Tina helped me fold up the blankets. Then we walked quietly back to the truck.

The devil and the angel perched on my shoulders were locked in a heated conversation. The right thing to do would be to kiss her good night at her door and head straight home. But I wasn’t sure I was strong enough to walk away. I craved her presence more than anything I’d ever experienced. The way she made me feel whole rather than broken. Alive instead of numb. Happy when all I’d felt for so long was despair, guilt, and anger.

What killed me, though, was that as much as I needed her, wanted her, I could never really have her. Not for keeps. Once she knew the truth, she’d blame me, just like I blamed myself. And even if she didn’t, I had no doubt that every time she looked at me, she would think about her dead husband. It was better this way.

She tangled her fingers with mine, bringing me back to the moment. We were already halfway back to her house. I glanced over, and her smile was like another punch to the gut. When she rested our clasped hands on her bare thigh, I had to bite back a groan. And like they had a mind of their own, my fingers left her hand and ran up under her dress to their desired destination.

“You’re so wet.” My knuckles were white as I gripped the steering wheel with one hand. The other hand rested between her thighs, my fingers brushing along her soaked panties. “Jesus.”

She moaned and squeezed her thighs together, trapping me in the most delicious way. Images of replacing my hand withmy mouth while her legs held my head against her floated through my mind.

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