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“It’s a now or never type thing,” he finally h between her legs

She pulled back, her fingers still drawing little circles over his skin Torture She was killing him with those circles

“I’ve wanted you since thethe truth sink into those blue eyes, lighting them up froot rock-solid control, I don’t Not around you So, we should stop”

Her lips pursed and he had to put his hands against the wall or that robe would not live another day

“I don’t want to stop,” she said Those circles under his shirt grew and grew until one of her blunt nails raked across his nipple

“I have to leave on Sunday,” he said “I…can’t stay”

I could coht, but didn’t say One word fro

“I know,” she said, her s up to kiss hi a siveI can have it”

“Savannah,” he groaned, her name a plea It occurred to him to ask if she was sure, but then her hand slid down the front of his pants

Doesn’t get more sure than that

He swept her up in his ar very Rhett Butler

Using his foot, he bu porch

As she slid down onto the bed like bourbon out of a bottle, the look in her eyes was a challenge and his blood pounded in response Savannah wanted sex And as she leaned backward and spread herself out against the faded, soft sheets, her knees bent, her ar up the best of her secrets, he kne she wanted it

The same way he did

Wild Hot Now

He leaned down and pushed open her robe, revealing the perfection of her body The tight curve of her breast, the taut belly, the gorgeous hs

Her skin was silk under his hand, her nipples hard as he rolled theh that her eyes went hazy, her lips parted in a moan

He licked her open ue, until she pushed herself up and sealed her mouth to his

Then the fun really started