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She ran her fingertips up and down each of his rough fingers then slid her nails softly up his arm. Her hand traced circles over his upper chest and to his neck where she skimmed one finger up before nuzzling her head in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her back and rested his cheek on the top of her head. He was too much. Her whole body was trembling and she wondered why he didn’t say anything about it. She pulled back and sat on the bed. He didn’t move but looked at her expectantly so she said, “I’m shaking and I don’t know why.” He didn’t respond so she continued, a little embarrassed, “I think I’ve just wanted you for a really long time. I mean,” she bit her lip, “I want you a lot.” She made shy eye contact with him, blushing, and admitted, “You know the first time I saw you, I stared? I couldn’t help it; I just didn’t want to look away.” “You mean, you were being a creeper on me? I never would have guessed since you don’t look that creepy. You’ll need a hat.” “A hat?” He stepped in front of her while she sat on the bed and twisted his fingers through her hair, pushing it back from her face. “Yeah, that says ‘Creeper’ so we all know.” She looked up at him and said, “Well, this is obviously the sexiest discussion I’ve had in a long time.” She rolled her eyes and looked back down at the hem of his shirt. Almost without thinking, she slid her hands underneath his shirt and ran a finger underneath the top of his jeans. “Can we take these off?” A short laugh burst from ...

... him and he pushed her down onto the bed. His fingers skimmed over her skin and up her side until he reached one breast and squeezed, cupping his hand around it. His mouth skated over her upper chest and up her neck, leaving a warm trail that stirred an excitement within her. Her hands were under his shirt, gripping at the skin of his back and she turned her head to nip at his earlobe. She ran her warm lips up the curve of his ear and pressed over the top then softly blew down the side of his cheek, her lips just barely touching his skin. He lowered his body over her and pressed his mouth against hers. Her body arched up against him as his warm lips melted all thought away and her senses keyed in to his masculine scent, his rough skin, and her own arousal as the heat of his body surrounded her. He lifted her shirt up over her stomach and trailed his mouth down her neck and slowly over her chest and down her navel. She wriggled out of her jeans and he tossed them in a heap on the floor. She pulled her shirt off and tossed it somewhere then held still, her chest heaving in expectation as he teased his mouth over the soft inside of her thigh. “You smell wonderful. I think I could camp out down here for a while.” He blew warm air over her lips. He heard a sharp intake of breath in expectation but avoided touching her yet and blew back down to her other thigh. As he passed over her again with a soft breath, he noticed her hands curled in the sheets and he knew she was ready for his ...