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rubbed him, wishing they were naked and able to better explore each
other.
    “I want you naked,” she confessed huskily, desire thick in
her voice.
    Julian chuckled and kissed her again, his teeth nipping
lightly at the fullness of her soft lower lip.
    “We’ve been parrying with one another every time we speak,”
he pointed out. “I wanted you from the moment I saw you in your office cubicle,
Red. While I’m not one to deny a lady practically anything, we’ve waited this
long already. Surely we can wait a little bit more so we don’t give Will, Matt
and Kelly an earful?”
    “I don’t know,” Liv teased lightly. Her heart hammered as
the husky tone of his voice, thick with need, grated over his nickname for her.
The moniker had her blood pounding with hunger. She rubbed her hand faster and
harder over his erection, wanting him as eager as she was. Liv moved her body
in time to her masturbating him, riding his thigh and pressing her breasts
against his chest as she simulated exactly what she wanted to do to him.
    “I’m feeling rather worked up right now,” she panted, her
heart accelerating madly as her passion for this man grew in leaps and bounds
as they touched one another so intimately. “I do hate waiting.”
    Julian groaned and his fingers closed tighter around her
ass, digging into the tight muscle there.
    The pressure sent a zing of electric passion straight into
her pussy, her clit rubbing eagerly against the seam of her jeans and arousing
her further.
    “Waiting is supposed to make the culmination even more
explosive,” Julian muttered against her lips.
    Liv shivered as he stroked his tongue out and licked her,
the sweet taste of him assaulting her senses and urging her to throw caution to
the wind and indulge in what they both so clearly desired. Liv didn’t care if
the others could overhear them—she simply wanted to let this burgeoning passion
between herself and Julian explode.
    “I don’t think passion and anticipation is something we have
a problem with.” She laughed. Teasingly, she nipped his full, soft lower lip,
then rasped her tongue out to lick away the small sting.
    With their faces so close together she could see the flecks
of blue and green in Julian’s gray eyes. Lust had blown his pupils wide open
and Liv couldn’t help but grin a little at the intensity of their reaction to
each other. She might still have private concerns about the safety of her heart
and their compatibility, but she couldn’t deny the sizzling and overwhelming
attraction even if she wanted to.
    “How much risk are you willing to take?” she purred
temptingly. Her hand stroked his cock through the denim of his jeans, moving
faster as their breath increased to hard pants as they worked themselves toward
the point of no return. Liv wasn’t even sure she wanted their first time
together to be this—a quickie up against the sink in her friend’s kitchen—but
she couldn’t help herself. She reacted so strongly to Julian that it was a need
more than a mere whim or want.
    “I’m willing to risk everything for you,” Julian replied
seriously.
    Her breath hitched at the tone of his voice. Julian stating
such an intimate thing as if he had already thought seriously about it
surprised her and scared her a little. When he continued, she knew without a
doubt that he wasn’t talking about them having a quickie anymore, but something
far more meaningful.
    “What about you?” he asked, turning the tables on her. “How
much are you willing to risk?”
    Julian watched as his words really sank in to Liv’s mind.
Her luminous green eyes widened and her soft pink tongue flickered out to lick
at her full lips. Warm red hair waved and lightly curled around her face, the
tresses falling below her shoulders. His fingers itched to run through the soft
strands, but having neatly cut to the heart of the matter between himself and
Liv, he didn’t want to sway her attention back to the physical powder keg
waiting to