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She shivered beneath his touch “I wasn’t”

“You were trying to ignore this—” he traced the line of her neck with the tip of his tongue “—and you knoe can’t”

“I don’t know Maybe I don’t know, because I’osh darn innocent”

He put his hands on her waist, drawing her backside up against his growing erection “Don’t make a joke of this Don’t put distance between us”

“I…Okay”

“I’ve had the day to think about it and the conclusion I’ve coht—you knehat you were doing And you certainly seem to knohat you want So, let me ask you nohat do you want?”

“Ice cream,” she said

“Too sticky” He reached past her and took an ice cube out of the bin that sat in the back of the freezer, the chill burning his fingertips before it started to melt “This, on the other hand, has some possibilities”

He held the ice cube above her shoulder, a drop of water hitting the curve of her neck and rolling down her pale skin He leaned in and followed the trail of the drop with the tip of his tongue, war the cold places

She put her hands on the fridge, as if bracing herself

“Good?” he asked

“I would never have thought of that,” she whispered “So ht”

He pressed the corner of the ice cube to her neck, then re up with a hot kiss “Do you want me to stop?”

He felt like he was poised on a razor’s edge, waiting for her ansatching the rise and fall of her petite shoulders with each intake of breath He would stop if she asked He would

“No,” she whispered “Don’t stop”

Relief flooded hi inside of hihtly bound control fell and he felt, for the first ti intensity that he was certain could consume them both