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Not to take his coat

Not to make polite conversation

She turned to show him she wanted him, to lead him to her bedroom, and perhaps to keep him there forever

Jude ay ahead of her

The second she faced him, he pulled her to him, kissed her lips, her face, pushed her scarf away so he could trail kisses along her throat

“I want you, Sarah”

“Good” She wanted him to want her She wanted him to need her The way she needed him

Matching hied to get the material loose and off him to where it fell to the floor Her coat quickly followed, as did her hat and gloves

Grateful for the skin-to-skin contact, she touched him, cradled his face as she kissed hiry she was Starved

Starved for so she hadn’t even known she needed until she’d kissed him

She tugged at his shirt “Show me those December abs”

Pulling back, unbuttoning his shirt, he chuckled “You won’t let me live that doill you?”

“No plans to,” she breathed in a husky admission as he finished with the last button Impatient, she pushed theher fingers trace over the bulging muscles in his arms

She’d touched him before, his shoulders, his ar hi his bare skin, burned her alive