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that ride?”
    A dangerous grin lit his eyes. “Yes, I am.”
    “Good.” She slipped her hands behind his neck and lay back on the bed, pulling him down on top of her. “Because if I’m going to fuck up my life, I want to fuck it right.”
    JT crawled over her, planting breathless kisses on her heated skin as he liberated the remaining buttons. “Excited already?”
    “Uh-huh.” She parted her legs as much as her skirt would allow and his erection throbbed against her thigh. “I see you are, too.”
    He grunted. “I’ve been carrying that around since you walked into the courtroom yesterday.” He nuzzled silky fabric off her shoulder.
    Claire caught her breath. “I’ll take it as a compliment.” Her heart raced as the weight of his muscular body trapped her against the creaking bed. Sparks danced along her skin as he nipped a fiery path from her shoulder to her ear.
    “Please do.” He rose up on his hands to give her a wink.
    The move gave her the leverage she needed to flip him on his back. Her skirt blocked her effort to straddle him, so she hitched it up to her waist and dropped onto his hard-on. “I intend to.”
    “Mmm… fuck me with a….” His words trailed off as she ground down on the rigid bulge pinned between her thighs.
    Her sleeves slipped to her wrists, exposing her pink satin bra. Not enough. She tossed her blouse to the floor and shrugged her shoulder straps down, her breasts straining against their confinement while JT watched. A wild tingle shot from her nipples down to her aching pussy. She rubbed it against him, moaning as the desire to display her naked body overwhelmed her.
    He sat up and reached behind her back while their tongues tangled. The bra clasp popped open, and she let it drop between them. Her bare nipples brushed his shirt, sending tiny shock waves rolling through her limbs. She shoved him down and sat up, arching her back to make sure he got a good look.
    A low whistle escaped his lips. “Even prettier than I imagined.” He reached up and cupped both breasts in his hands, caressing her delicate nipples with his calloused thumbs.
    She squirmed on top of him, twisting sideways and down while he fondled her. His belt buckle stabbed her leg and shredded her blissful haze. “Ow,” she gasped.
    He rolled them over, pinning her half-naked body under him. “Sorry.” He kissed the word on her breast.
    “You should be.” She grabbed his shirt and tugged it free from his waist. “You have way too many clothes on.” So do I. She’d always rushed to get naked, but their unlawful tryst made the need to strip away barriers even more urgent.
    Apparently JT didn’t share that pressing desire. “What are you going to do about it, sweet rebel?” He kissed her exposed skin, taking a leisurely pace, but making no effort to remove his clothes—or hers.
    Slow down. No one’s going to find us here. She caught her breath as his lips captured a nipple. Her hand drifted across his chest while he flicked the hard pebble with his tongue. Shivers danced down her spine, setting her fingers in motion as she encountered a fastened button. But her mission stalled as he released that breast and claimed the other. “Mmm….”
    He laughed on her skin, then pulled her nipple into his mouth with his teeth.
    She hissed and arched, clutching his shirt and giving up her undressing campaign. “Oh, I think I’ll let you strip me first.”
    “Hmm….” His lips vibrated her wet bud. “You like showing off, don’t you?”
    Is it that obvious? Will had picked up on it right away. Michael had never had a clue, but now JT stumbled upon her kink and was preparing to exploit it.
    “You wanted to be on top so I could see you.” He leaned back and gazed at her bare breasts.
    She arched under him, presenting the most flattering view. When appreciation lit his face, she framed her breasts with her hands and waited for his praise. “What do you think?”
    He could’ve answered that question in a