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surfer-boy looks to his deep melodic voice, screamed hot juicy sex. Didn’t she deserve one night with this man she knew instinctively could do dangerous and wonderful things to her?
    They arrived at the door much too quickly. She slipped the key card in and the handle turned.
    â€œWell, here we are.” He handed her the bag. “Thank you for a great night. I’m more relaxed than I’ve been in months. I don’t run into many Americans in my social circles, and it’s been nice talking about home with you.” He dazzled her with that smile again.
    Wait. This was good-night? Katie was so confused. Had she read the signals wrong?
    Then she saw it in his eyes—that moment where he was giving her an out. He didn’t want to pressure her into anything, and it made her want him even more.
    â€œWe never had dessert,” she said, her voice husky with need. She opened the door and pushed the case inside, holding the door for him to step through.
    He watched her, as if he were trying to get a read.
    She gave him a quick grin, and that was all it took.
    Stepping in, he shut the door.
    â€œAre you really hungry?” Mac asked as he brushed a hair away from her cheek. That brief touch sent shudders through her body.
    Katie leaned back against the wall just inside the suite. The desire in his eyes made her belly tighten, and she didn’t trust her voice, so she shook her head.
    He leaned in and kissed her, teasing at first with light touches to her lips. Katie restrained herself from shoving him to the floor and taking him right then and there, as his kisses caused a tingling straight through her from where their lips met.
    Mac was so much taller and she found herself rising to the tips of her toes so she could taste more of him. All the tiredness and worry slipped from her mind as his hands slid around her waist, pulling her toward him.
    They tasted each other for a good five minutes. With their tongues dancing and exploring, she couldn’t get enough of his steak-and-dark-beer-mixed-with-peppermint flavor.
    She wound her arms around his neck. His erection pressed into her belly, giving her such a sense of powershe nearly growled. Mac didn’t know it, but he’d become her prey. She wanted him now, inside her.
    â€œToo many clothes,” she whispered against his lips. Pulling her arms away, she unbuttoned his shirt. When her nervous fingers fumbled, it took great restraint to keep from ripping the material so she could feel his skin.
    He lifted his lips from hers and smiled. Gently shoving her hands away from his shirt, he reached for hers, sliding it off her shoulders and exposing her pink bra. He made quick work of her pants, which were wide legged and slipped to the floor.
    Katie refused to let him have all the fun. She unzipped his jeans, the feel of him hard and tight against her palm as she groped him.
    He moaned and moved her so he was against the wall to brace them. She stopped stroking him long enough to pull her boots off, but he stopped her.
    â€œLeave them on,” he said heavily as he tugged the panties past them.
    He knelt, leaving a trail of kisses on her neck, breasts and stomach. When his tongue reached its destination, Katie threw her head back, balancing her hands on his shoulders as he laved her hot pink flesh with such precision that in mere seconds her body quaked with a mind-blowing orgasm.
    Before Katie could pass out from the sheer pleasure of it, he scooped her up in his arms and tossed her gently onto the bed. Once again he knelt, teasing her until she writhed before him. Her boots wrapped around his shoulders as he continued to drive her to the brink, this time the orgasm so intense she saw tiny specks of light behind her eyes.
    â€œI could watch you do that all night.” Mac’s voice was deeper than before. “And these boots—you’re so damn gorgeous.”
    Katie couldn’t hide her smile. His words made her feel