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her throat when he scooped her up and carried her to her bedroom. He set her down in front of her bed, and then sat, his eyes trained on her. “I want to go slow tonight, Kat. I want to see and touch every inch of you.”
    “You do?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why?”
    He chuckled. “I want to learn your body, discover all your likes so I can make this good for you. The last two times were a bit rushed.” A strange noise crawled out of her throat as this man—so sweet and caring—searched her face. She wasn’t sure what he saw there, but it had him jumping to his feet. He ran his knuckles down her arms. “Fuck,” he said, shaking his head.
    Kat wasn’t sure what was going on. Why the quick change of mood? What did he read on her face? “What?”
    “You haven’t been with the right men, Kat.” His fingers curled. “I seriously want to kill them for not treating you properly.”
    If he wasn’t holding her, she would have sank to the floor. Honest to God, he really was hero material.  But the fact that he could read her so well worried her. She’d have to work doubly hard to keep her love for him concealed.  
    His gaze moved over her face, and needing the attention off her, she asked, “Do I get the same?”
    A low chuckled rumbled in his throat as a slow grin split his mouth. “I’m counting on it.”
    Heat arced between them, and she went up on her toes to press her lips to his. He angled his head and deepened the kiss as he gripped her T-shirt and tugged. He stepped back, and pulled it over her head. 
    “Undress for me.”
    With his gaze latched onto her body, she released her bra and reached for the button on her jeans. Her hand paused. “Match me.”
    He grinned, reached over his shoulder, and tugged his shirt over his head.  She took a moment to gaze at his beautiful body, then shimmied her pants down her legs, emphasizing her wiggle when she caught the heat in his gaze.
    “Red light,” he said, his voice gruff.
    She stopped moving, her jeans dangling around her knees, her backside in the air as he called on one of their childhood games. Playing innocent, she blinked up at him. “What’s wrong?”
    His gaze caressed her with sultry heat. “Not a goddamn thing. But I want to take you slow tonight, and if you keep moving like that, I’ll lose my shit, big time. So take them off. Fast.” She paused and waited for the signal. He grinned and said, “Green light.”
    She pulled her pants off and set them aside. Dressed only in her black lace, and secretly loving the effect she had on him, she pointed to his jeans. “Green light.”
    There was no emphasizing on his part. He tore into his jeans and kicked them away in seconds flat. She chuckled at his enthusiasm.
    His gaze dropped to her panties. “Green light.”
    She slipped her fingers into the band on her panties, and his low growl curled around her, as she slowly, torturously dragged them down her legs.
    “Red light.”
    She stilled. “What?”
    “Stop moving your hips like that.”
    She wiggled, the desire to tease him twisting inside her. “Like this?”
    He glared at her, a warning in his eyes. Would he spank her if she misbehaved? Heat moved through her. Who would have thought such a thing would turn her on?
    “Green light,” he said.
    She lifted one leg, then the other, and bent down to place her panties on top of her jeans, taking a long moment to neatly fold them. Curses sounded behind her, and she bit her lip to stop herself from chuckling. Honestly, though, she loved the way he reacted. It built her confidence, made her feel sexy and wanted. 
    She stared at him for a moment, her body quivering all over. “Green light.”
    He tore off his boxers, and her pillowed nipples tightened when she saw just how hard he was. Both naked, they stood there drinking each other in, then she met his darkening eyes.
    “Green light,” she whispered, crooking her finger. 
    He stepped into her, scooped her up, and gently tossed her onto her bed. Oh