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after a moment, she gave up. “I need to taste you, Liam.” Wasting no time in giving her what she needed, he moved up enough so she could take him into her mouth. There was no teasing in her actions. She swallowed him into the back of her throat, tightening around him before allowing him to slip away again. She repeated the motion, sucking hard enough that it bordered on pain, but he was right there with her for every pull of her mouth. Rolling his balls between her fingers was the final straw. Hot jets hit the roof of her mouth and she swallowed down every drop. She licked her lips as he pulled away adding to the sexiness of the moment. “Your taste is addictive,” she said, closing her eyes as if savoring the flavor.
    He couldn’t help himself. He swooped in and covered her mouth with his. The taste of their sex combined in his mouth adding an intimacy he didn’t expect. Wild lust had won the first round but Liam was nowhere near finished with her. He wouldn’t be content until he worshipped every inch of her body and convinced her do things no good girl would. She would love it. He would make sure of it.
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    With very little forethought, Anne ran a finger across the coffee table’s glass top. It wasn’t until she marveled at its lack of dust that she even realized what she had done. She couldn’t believe she had done something so invasive and rude as check out her host’s housekeeping skills. Fortunately, Mark was busy making certain there was enough food in the refrigerator to cook them both dinner and he was still in the kitchen when she performed the white glove test.
    To keep from doing anything else stupid, she sat on her hands and stared at the wall directly in front of her. It only helped for a couple of seconds because the wall was covered in photos of Mark with a variety of other smiling people. Without even thinking about what she was doing, she found herself drawn to the photos and that was where she was when Mark came back into the living room.
    She didn’t hear him come in and she jumped when he spoke behind her. “That’s my grandmother and little brother William.”
    Anne leaned toward the picture to get a better look. “Your brother is very handsome. The two of you couldn’t be more different.” When she realized how it must have sounded, she covered her mouth with her hand and turned to face him. She could feel the heat rush to her face. “That didn’t come out sounding anything compared to the way it played out inside of my head. I only meant you have such a rock solid feeling to you and your brother has more of movie star quality to him.” She sighed and shook her head. “I mean…”
    The crinkles around his eyes let her know he was desperately trying to suppress a smile.
    She laughed. “I’m going to stop now while I’m ahead. I wasn’t blessed with my sister’s charm, I’m afraid.”
    Mark rocked back onto his heels and slipped his hands into his the pockets of his jeans. “With your lovely accent you could tell me to go to hell and I would be so charmed I wouldn’t be mad at you.” He took her arm and led her back over to the couch so they could sit while they talked. “My brother and I have different fathers so that’s why we don’t look alike. My father was a fisherman. He died when I was three. The entire crew was lost trying to return home before a hurricane hit the coastline, but they mistimed it and were caught out in the middle of the storm.”
    Without even realizing it, while he was telling her about the death of his father, she had reached over and slipped her hand into his. “So your mom remarried?”
    Instead of answering right away, his eyes skirted over to the photo of his grandmother and younger brother before meeting her eyes again. “No. I think my mom loved my father so much she went a little crazy after his death. She left me with my grandmother for months at a time without anyone seeing her or knowing if she was ever coming back. When I