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didn’t care they were hiding in a shadow of a building, exposed to
anyone who might pass by too closely.
     
    Trent struggled to gain control but the sweet taste of her
mouth drew him back in again and again. His cock was hard as a rock and he was
lightheaded. But sanity prevailed when someone walked by not two feet from
their hiding place. Ripping his mouth from her lips, he rested his forehead
against hers and tried to regain his control. Her breath was coming in heavy
gasps as if she had just run a marathon and he realized he wasn’t the only
feeling this strange, overwhelming need.
    Slowly his breathing evened out enough that he felt he might
be able to walk again. “Only a couple of blocks, huh? How do you feel about
running?” he asked her.
    Her gaze got wide for a split second and then her soft
chuckle rolled over him. He couldn’t help smiling back at her. She was so
beautiful with her hair tumbling over her shoulders and her lips reddened from
his kiss. He was looking forward to the long night ahead. He planned to spread
her out and devour her.
     
    Fiona let him pull her out of the shadows and down the
sidewalk. They didn’t run but his pace was definitely much faster than it had
been before the make-out session. She didn’t ask him to slow down. Her
excitement helped her keep up with his long-legged stride.
    He would have walked right past her little dark-green house
if she hadn’t tugged him into stopping. He glanced up at the windows that had
soft, glowing lights shining from them and then at the beautiful old metal gate
around her yard. It was home and the place she was most comfortable in the
world.
    Suddenly she felt nervous about letting him in, letting him
see how she lived. Normally she preferred to bring anyone she met onto her
turf. It made her feel safe that way. But something made her hesitate now, as
if she knew once she let him in there would be no going back.
    That was silly though. She would say her little spell when
they got inside. They would have their fun and when it was over he would feel
compelled to get up and go home, wherever that may be. Then in the morning he
would wake up with a bit of a headache and fuzzy details on what had happened
the previous night.
    She was sure the other men chalked it up to one too many
drinks the night before and let it go. Most would remember they had spent a few
hours in the arms of a woman but very few would remember what she looked like.
It was her own form of security.
    Unlocking her front door, she led him inside and pushed her
uneasiness away. He seemed so large in her tiny house. He stood there looking
at her, his eyes smoldering.
    She closed the door behind her and removed her cloak to
reveal the skimpy black tank top underneath.
    “Oh yes,” he groaned and jerked her up against him, lowering
his head to her mouth. Thrusting his tongue between her teeth, he gave her no choice
in the matter. Not that she would have stopped him even if he had given her the
chance. He felt so good her body started humming with pleasure.
    He kissed her as if she were a cool drink of water on a hot
summer day and he was chugging it down. Trying to relieve a primal need that
was even now growing stronger.
    He sucked on her full bottom lip and then laved his tongue
down her neck, leaving a trail of heat. She moaned low in her throat as his
kisses became harder. Using his teeth, he scraped his mouth against her
collarbone. He jerked the tank from her jeans and tugged it up over her head to
toss it aside.
    He dragged his gaze over her, from her lacy black bra down
to her hips, still hugged by her jeans. The excitement was pulling her under.
She liked to be the one in control. The one who made the moves and led the way.
But it sure didn’t feel as though she was in charge or that she had any control
over what he was doing to her. And for once she wasn’t terrified. It only made
the burn of desire stronger.
    Reaching for his shirt, she pulled it off him and ran