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But he sat there, waiting for the inevitable

She stood “I’d better go,” she whispered

She stepped in front of hih palm to the satin skin of her knee and she moaned

All of the large and small reins he’d attached to hie his feelings for Julia bent and twisted under the force of his desire

“I can’t do this if you’re going to pull away from me,” she said “It hurts too much”

“I know” He brushed the back of his hands up her lean ers slid under the hem of her shorts “It hurts me, too”

The locks snapped and he pressed on the backs of her knees with his fingers until she folded across his lap, straddling him His hands curled around her hips to the flesh he’d ad and he pulled her in closer until their bellies touched

Her da, he kissed her

It et, herinto fire He went froet closer in a heartbeat His hands slid froainst his chest She was so sertips brushed the soft sweet curve of her breast under her T-shirt and she moaned into his mouth

She buried her hands into his hair and arched her hips against hih his jeans

He wanted to touch her He wanted her in his arms, naked and wet For hours Years The rest of his life These tastes, the desperate touches and soft squirainst hih of

“We have to go inside,” he murmured and, before she could shift or pull back, he sis around his hips so he could carry her

He nearly pulled the screen door off its hinges with his urgency He walked through the dark house to the bedroo

He bent, setting her on the ruo She pulled him on top of her

He eased his hand down her shirt, pressing the thin cotton against her body She was naked underneath, her nipple pebbled under the pink cloth He leaned down and took it in his h the T-shirt

She hissed and arched, pushing her sex against his She pressed kisses wherever they would land—his head, the side of his neck—and he wanted to smile at her clumsy fervor

He understood it So her breast in his er, untouched and blind with lust