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his.
    She wanted to blame the shots of liquor for
the way her head spun, but it wasn't that. It was Dane. His taste
reminded her of every forbidden thought she'd had about him since
they met. Dangerous, heady, and a simple treat to just indulge. Her
head continued to spin and an undeniable warmth started at her
mouth and drifted down.
    She could write off one kiss as a mistake, a
moment where she lost her head. Two had an intent, a promise for
more. A need for it. For him.
    Brooke dragged him closer, and she was the
one to make the angry, frustrated noises each time his tongue
feathered along her mouth.
    He broke the kiss, his mouth searching until
he sucked hard on her neck. She clung to him, but that frustration
built in her chest. What she wanted was his skin on hers.
    When he licked at the sting of his bites,
her knees weakened, but she untangled her fingers from his shirt.
He'd sucked, nipped and licked his way across her collarbone. The
only logical thing was to put her hands beneath his shirt and
caress him. His stomach was ridged but the skin was smooth.
    “ Don't,” he murmured
against her skin. “I can barely keep it together from licking
you.”
    Why would she listen? She wanted to witness
Dane mussed, ruffled, and barely recognizable to the man who made
her teeth clench together in anger.
    She scraped her nails over his stomach.
Pleasure filled her when he groaned, but in the next breath, he had
her hands clasped above her head. His jacket fell from her
shoulders. He pushed her against the wall, sliding his leg between
hers.
    His gaze was so dark when he looked at her.
“Fucking stubborn,” he growled.
    Lust and liquor made her reflexes slow, but
she couldn't lie and say him holding her captive didn't have some
appeal. It made her so wet, and she never wanted to admit that out
loud.
    She told him the truth. “If you want docile
then go back inside.”
    He didn't break the eye contact. “I'm right
where I want to be.” He slipped a finger beneath the v-neck of her
dress and dragged the material over until her right breast was
exposed. He did the same with the left. “Beautiful and happy to see
me as always.”
    She gasped. He chuckled before he dipped his
head and then he flicked his tongue over her left breast. The
moisture from his mouth cooled in the breeze. Between the constant
change of warmth and cool, her nipples ached. Her sex throbbed. His
hand tightened on her wrists as she moaned, lost in the sensation
of his mouth. She fisted her hands because it wasn't enough for him
to touch her.
    “ I want more,” Dane said,
lifting his head so they were eye to eye.
    Yes. No. Yes.
Please. “More?”
    “ Here. Now.
Pill?”
    “ No. Condom?”
    “ No.” His reply sounded
like a curse.
    He licked and nipped up to her ear, his
breathing heavy. “You won't let me touch you like this tomorrow,
and I won't let myself need you like this.”
    “ Because it's
insane.”
    “ Maybe.” He rested his head
on hers, his eyes closed. “Let me taste you. We can't fight a
memory like that.”
    It wasn't lost on her how hungry he sounded,
and what he said wasn't even a question. “Dane,” she murmured,
breathless.
    He kissed the side of her mouth. “Taste
you.”
    He lifted her chin and kissed along her
neck, across both breasts and lower. The heat of his mouth lingered
wherever he kissed as he trailed down, caressing her through the
thin material of her dress.
    He'd long since let go of her hands, and she
was grateful for the freedom to touch him. She cupped one hand on
the back of his head as he lifted her dress, murmuring something,
but she couldn't hear the words because his mouth was on her skin
now. Beneath her dress.
    He gripped one leg and threw it over his
shoulder. She had to press her back against the wall to keep
herself upright. He tasted her right through her panties. She
couldn't tell who made the louder groan. And he was right. Even
with the haze of liquor she wouldn’t forget this. Dane on his