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gaping.
Embarrassed, she grabbed the shirt from his hand and reaching for the edge of
the sink, she hoisted herself to her feet.
    “Well Captain, you certainly have a way of saving the damsel
in distress.”
    Tom stood, keeping his body close to Lindy’s. She could feel
his warm breath on her face and still-damp neck. She was annoyed with herself a
she shivered at the caress.
    “Lindy, a capable gal like you certainly doesn’t need
saving, does she?”
    Lindy backed up a step, wanting to take back her personal
space but found the hard edge of the sink digging into her bottom, making her
lean back, her hips pushed forward. It made her feel vulnerable, open.
    “Certainly not but I appreciate the offer.”
    Tom countered with a half of a step forward, invading her
space again. Lindy was very conscious of the heat of his naked torso so close
to hers. “I wasn’t offering, merely stating the obvious,” he said as his head
moved closer.
    Lindy arched her back slightly to pull away but realized too
late that all she had accomplished was to pushing her braless breasts
practically into his face. He might be a gentleman but he was a man.
    Lindy watched his gaze drop and linger as her nipples
hardened, poking through the wet cotton of her top. Tom’s hand was on her hip,
fingers curling around her waist and moving slowly upward. As his fingertips
reached the underside of her breast, Lindy panicked and stood up straight.
    “I wasn’t offering either, Tom,” she said resolutely.
    “Could have fooled me, Lindy.” Tom’s gaze never left hers.
    “Thanks again but I really have a lot to do around here.”
Her words tumbled out quickly in an effort to hide her embarrassment.
    Lindy tried to step aside but Tom draped his arm on the
other side of her, placing his hands on the edge of the sink. Lindy knew she
could break free but she didn’t want to. What she wanted was for him to kiss
her. The heat was rising from her core to her neck and she could feel the
dampness at the apex of her thighs, clinging to her panties and her soft, moist
folds.
    Tom smiled as though he knew her secret. Closing his eyes,
he took a deep breath. Lindy wondered if he could smell her desire for him.
    “If you are sure there is nothing I can do for you, then?”
    Lindy hesitated. She didn’t know why she so desperately
wanted this stranger to throw her down on the floor and take her like a rutting
animal but she did. Her vivid imagination was running amok again. The images of
entwined limbs, thrusting hips and hungry mouths filled her mind.
    “Lindy?”
    “What?” she answered hotly. “Yes, oh sorry, Tom, I was
thinking…”
    Tom moved his head closer still. “What were you thinking?”
His voice was soft, his lips almost brushing her cheek.
    His erection pressing into her thigh, and the warmth of his
breath on her ear caused her to shiver. She pressed her breasts against him and
the sensation of his hard chest meeting her tight nipples caused her to
whimper.
    “I was thinking—oh,” she said as his tongue barely traced
the outline of her ear.
    “Perhaps you were thinking that you would like me to kiss
you.” His lips found her cheek.
    “Truth be told, I was thinking that—” Lindy paused, her
brain churning with mixed emotions. “We are strangers and this cannot lead to
anything good.”
    “Why does it have to lead to anything?” His lips were at the
corner of hers. “Why can’t we just kiss?”
    Lindy tried to weigh her options but Tom captured her pursed
lips and kissed her tenderly. He increased the pressure. I am actually
feeling weak in the knees. She sagged against him, moaning softly. As his
tongue pushed at the seam of her lips she pulled away abruptly. She knew once
she let him in there was no turning back.
    “Tom, thanks. I am fine here. I don’t need anything else. I
mean—right now.”
    “Okay, Lindy. If you change your mind you know how to find
me.”
    Tom’s smile reminded Lindy of a Cheshire cat and she
wondered