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but damned if he wasn’t a girl’s fantasy. She shoved his shirt off his shoulders and he shrugged out of it completely. He was tall, and well-defined, broad shoulders tapered down to a narrow six-pack and trim hips. Man worked out.
    He was simply . . . simply . . . “Lickilicious,” she muttered.
    “What was that?”
    She shook her head as his hands trailed lower. “Nothing.”
    He danced them back to the bed. His kisses robbed her brain of all thought, of anything. They shed the rest of their clothing before she could think, before she could breathe. Then they were pressing skin to skin, body to body on her sheets.
    Before they got too carried away, she said, “Bedside drawer, here, let me.” She rolled over and found protection. “Unless you carry your own in your wallet?” she asked him as they settled back together.
    Quinlan shook his head. “Nope, been awhile, as I said.”
    “You can tell me why later, if you want to. Right now, I just . . .” She leaned up and kissed him, nibbling on his jaw. His aftershave tasted so good, citrus and not, something dark and promising burst onto her senses. She kept kissing, kept licking even as she worked to get the stupid wrapper open.
    “You just what?” He licked her neck, kissed and laved her collarbone.
    “Want you. I just want you.” Her skin felt tight, tingly, on fire, her blood hot and fast in her veins.
    His hand moved slowly over her. “I want to savor though.”
    She hooked her leg over his hip. “We can savor later, unless you only plan to do this once?”
    His laughter against her rubbed his chest against her breasts and she sighed. His hand moved along her arm, down her ribs to her belly.
    “Please, Quin.” She’d never wanted this so badly before.
    He found her with his fingers, playing her through her silky panties. She felt a tug, heard a rip, and then his cool, long fingers were on her, sliding along her, slipping into her until she was moaning and gasping and only one thought echoed in her brain. Want.
    She ripped the condom wrapper open with her teeth. Her hands trembled as she slid it on him, gripping his thick hot length. “I’ll have to get some more of these,” she muttered.
    “Hopeful, are you?”
    “You’ve no idea,” she told him, biting his chin.
    A muscle bunched in his jaw. “Good. Because I won’t last long the first time, and after that I’m going to make you beg,” he told her, licking her neck, biting her earlobe, jerking another shudder from her.
    Quinlan rolled them and pressed her to the mattress and she thought something flashed in his eyes before he settled between her legs. She opened, welcoming him.
    His thumb still played her, circling that one spot that shivered currents through her even as his fingers thrust into her, deep and deeper, bringing her closer and closer.
    “Now, Quin. Damn it. I don’t want to go without you.” He twisted his wrist and she groaned. “Oh God.”
    He chuckled again and then gripped himself, playing along her slick opening. “You don’t have a lot of patience, do you?”
    “No.”
    As soon as he moved his hand, she surged up to meet his thrust, her moan melding with his, “Oh, yeah!” as he slid in long, hard, and deep.
    “Yes!”
    They moved together, awkwardly for a moment, then settled into perfect rhythm. He wrapped his arms under her, arching her back as he leaned down and pulled her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, biting down gently.
    She mewled as her blood turned to molten lava in her, moving faster and faster.
    His hips pumped into her and she met him thrust for thrust until a light sheen of sweat covered their skin. “God, you’re sweet,” he told her, his lips moving against hers before he kissed her.
    He kept moving, kept stroking.
    She ripped her mouth away from his, trying to draw a breath. Trying to . . .
    “Oh God. Oh God. Yes. Yes.”
    The fire caught, burned bright and exploded through every nerve in her entire system. She screamed as every muscle