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explode between them.
    “What do you mean?” she stalled, and Julian clicked his
tongue in faint disappointment.
    As a Retriever she often put herself into tricky
situations—her work was frequently both physical and highly demanding. Sometimes,
he knew, people who had taken the objects she set out to recover were not keen
to hand them back. While her job, strictly speaking, was not a dangerous one,
neither was it a simple desk job or a laid-back, paper-pushing career.
    Liv seemed happy to go through all kinds of risks, but in
the half a dozen or so times they had met up in recent weeks, she had seemed
determined not to take even a step toward opening her emotions or her heart to
him. Julian couldn’t help but feel curious why. It seemed so contrary to what
he saw beneath her exterior when it came to her work and her loyalty toward her
friends.
    “Red,” he drawled, enjoying the way his nickname for her
rolled off his tongue. “You know exactly what I mean, but I’m happy to spell it
out for you.”
    Because he could, Julian dipped his head and lightly brushed
his lips against hers, fluttering a series of kisses against them that made his
erection throb in his jeans. With his thigh between her legs, he could feel how
his gentle kisses made her limbs wobble uncertainly.
    “I’m willing to follow where this leads,” he said simply,
hoping the naked truth in his words would penetrate whatever doubts she seemed
to be holding on to. “I’m happy to risk everything I have to see where this
could take us. I’m prepared to open myself up and discover what we could grow
into with each other. Usually I don’t move this fast to express myself, but I
really feel we could have something utterly wonderful. I just can’t tell
whether you’re willing to take that same risk.”
    Liv stroked his chest, her fingers delicately tracing
patterns through his thin shirt. Julian could feel the warmth of her fingers
even through the material and his cock twitched hungrily. Canting his hips into
hers, he thrust his cock against her soft, flat belly. She sucked in a hard
breath and Julian crowed internally to see the physical evidence of her desire
for him and her reaction to his heavy arousal.
    “You don’t think I’m a bit too…exuberant for you?” she asked
with a slight tremble in her voice. Julian’s eyebrows rose in surprise and he
tugged a curl before twining it around his finger.
    “I could just as easily say I had concerns I might be a
little boring and solid for you,” he countered. The worry didn’t change his
mind or scare him away, but it was something he’d already acknowledged to
himself and thought through. He shrugged a shoulder and pressed a kiss to the
tip of her adorable nose. Liv look startled for a moment, then smiled
lasciviously.
    “I think it would be far better if, instead of over-thinking
the hell out of this and going over the what ifs and maybes, we just tried it
to see where it goes,” he finished. “Besides, the old saying that opposites
attract is a cliché for a reason. You’ll help me to explore my wilder side, and
I can be a steadying influence on you and help to keep you grounded.”
    The smile that blossomed over Liv’s face was one of such
beauty and sensual promise that Julian literally lost his breath for a moment.
She unzipped his jeans and reached inside and under his boxer-briefs to fist
his prick with her pale, slender hand. With a supple movement that had him
groaning with pleasure, she smoothly stroked the length of his shaft up and
down.
    “Liv…” He panted. She pressed her lips to his, her tongue
entering his mouth and parrying with his in a sensual taunt he could not deny.
She continued to fist him. This time she circled her thumb over his head.
Slowly, drawing out the anticipation of the moment, she spread the pre-cum that
had leaked from his slit over the large, darkly flushed, sensitive skin of his
tip.
    With agonizing slowness, she hand-fucked his cock.