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What if one of the takes up and needs you?

The h the duffel bag full of the clothes she’d packed up over at her place She found an oversized red T-shirt and slipped it over her head, then dug out her hairbrush froh her hair a few ti her shoulders, she walked out of the room She took several deep breaths and assured herself she was doing the right thing Urges, daes

When she reached Seth’s door, she knocked ever so softly His gruff response ca, she turned the doorknob and entered his bedroom

Oh sweet mother of God

Miranda’s entire body burned as if she’d stepped into a five-alar fro on the bed His dark head was cushioned by a couple of pillows leaning on the headboard, and a hardcover novel whose title she couldn’t rew frantic, unable to focus on any one detail--there were too many that required her attention Like his spectacular bare chest Jesus, that chest Tight six-pack, perfectly sculpted pecs, a light dusting of dark hair that arrowed down to his…Oh God, she couldn’t even look at it right now, not unless she wanted to self-cos instead, the intricate design of yet another geoht shin

Every inch of her tingled, pulsed, vibrated with pure, raw need She lifted her gaze to Seth’s gray eyes, unsurprised by the litter she saw there

"I’erous rasp "I’ve got protection" He waved a hand at the end table, where a box of condoive me the word, and…"

She sucked in a wobbly breath "And what?"

"I’ll fulfill the last part of your request"

Oh yes, he would And she got the feeling fulfilled was exactly the right word After avoiding it for this long, she finally let her gaze rest on the heavy erection between his legs He was big Thick, uncircumcised and deliciously hard

Her breath hitched when he suddenly wrapped his fingers around the ck she’d been ad

Shes okay?" he asked casually

Without answering, she reached for the heers and pulled the gar her as naked as he was Leaving her vulnerable Exposed

Seth’s sharp intake of breath was encouraging So was the way his eyes sreat shape--dancing five days a week guaranteed it--but that didn’t mean she didn’t feel self-conscious The lastyears ago She’d had an eighteen-year-old’s body back then, not nearly as curvy as she was now, and the four-inch Cesarean scar running horizontal to the top of her pubic area hadn’t been there before, either

"Just the way I iulped "What as that?"

"Beautiful Fucking beautiful"