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since Kayla was now brushing up against him.
    “Can I help you with something?” Thank God my voice didn’t shake.
    She chuckled softly. “Now that’s a loaded question.”
    With more calmness than he felt, he raised an eyebrow in question, waiting for her to clarify her remark.
    “I know you feel this spark between us.”
    He could lie, deny her claim, but what was the point? “Yes.”
    “I also think that you won’t make the first move.”
    “And you will?” he taunted. Even knowing he was playing with fire, he couldn’t help himself.
    “I don’t believe in wasting time,” she answered.
    With his heart pounding furiously and palms sweating, Chase went over his options. He could demand she leave or he could embrace the attraction between them. Uncrossing his arms, he placed his hands on her elbows and pulled her close. “What if I don’t like a woman to make the first move?” he whispered, his lips just inches from hers.
    “Then you don’t know what you’re missing.”
    A woman who knew what she wanted and wasn’t afraid of going after it, actually did turn Chase on. With a low growl, he spun her around, backing her to the rail.
    While Kayla’s breathing grew more rapid, Chase slid his hands up her arms to her neck. With one palm behind her head, he used his fingers of the other to grip her chin.
    “What is it you want from me, Kayla?”
    “You already know.” She shivered.
    Yes, he did. Lowering his head slowly, he gave her the chance to change her mind. Once he laid claim to her mouth, he wasn’t stopping unless she told him no more.
    He didn’t think she would deny him, since she’s been the one to approach him.
    Instead, Kayla grinned as she closed the distance.
    The first brush of her tongue against his had Chase tightening his hold as a shudder ran down his spine.
    Kayla intoxicated him. The combination of her scent and taste plus the way her body rubbed against his, made his head spin. He couldn’t seem to pull his mouth away from Kayla’s, even though he wanted to move them along.
    Luckily, Kayla took pity on him by reaching down to rub his erection. Chase bucked into her touch, plundering her mouth with his.
    The sensations were enough to have him almost coming in his jeans.
    Instead, he tore his lips away from hers so he could gulp in long, ragged breaths.
    “I knew we would be hot together,” she said with a sexy rumble. As she spoke, she pushed down harder on his cock.
    He gasped, grabbing her wrist.
    So far, she had him hanging on the edge. Time to turn the tides. Grinning down at her, he released her arm to grip her hips and lifted her off her feet.
    She squeaked as she clutched at his shoulders. Laughing, he strolled back into the bedroom, not bothering to close the balcony doors, before tossing her on the bed.
    Bouncing, Kayla smiled as she settled on her back. Chase towered over the bed, peering down at her. He kept his gaze on hers as he lifted the hem of his T-shirt. He peeled the fabric slowly over his head then dropped the garment on the floor.
    Her eyes widened and started glowing as her arousal spiked. Her reaction pleased Chase.
    Keeping his movements unhurried, he started on his belt.
    Kayla scrambled to her knees, placing a hand over his. “Let me.”
    Chase had no argument to that.
    He allowed her to help him peel the rest of his clothes off then gently pushed her back down on the mattress. He took his time undressing her. Every new piece of soft skin that he placed a wet kiss on, every new piece of soft skin he revealed thrilled and excited him further.
    Kayla panted with need by the time he was done. Chase knew he had her right where he wanted.
    “You’re killing me,” she murmured, when he finally covered her body with his.
    “Just warming you up,” he whispered. Lavishing one pert nipple with only the tip of his tongue had her squirming.
    She arched, dragging her nails down his back. “I’m warm! I’m warm!”
    Chase was a firm believer that the best