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snagged a bottle of pain meds. “This’ll do,” he said, his voice gravel-rough and sexy. She felt his gaze and turned her head, slowly lifting her gaze up his tanned throat to the hard line of his shadowed jaw, past his poet’s mouth and strong straight nose.
He was close. Too close. His gold eyes darkened and something vibrated and snapped between them. Something deep and primal. Something so incendiary she was surprised her clothes didn’t catch fire.
Cassidy opened her mouth to say— God, she didn’t have a clue— then snapped it shut when nothing emerged. The air around them abruptly heated and to her horror his eyes went all hot and sleepy. He felt it too, she realized, and all she had to do was shift a couple of inches closer...and their mouths would—
No sooner had the thought formed than Sam was moving, and before she could do more than squeak out a protest, he’d spun her around and pushed her up against the wall and the heat became a liquid fire in her blood.
She saw his lips moving but heard nothing past the rush of blood filling her ears. Her palms tingled, her body tensed in anticipation and time slowed as his head dipped. Then his mouth was closing over hers and everything... everything ...sound, heat, sensation...was rushing at her like she’d entered a time warp and was speeding towards something destructive...and wildly exhilarating.
Shock was her first reaction, her second was “ Hmmf... ” When she realized her palms were flat against his hard belly, she tried to shove him away. She didn’t want this. It was too much, too little and... God... too everything . Instinctively she knew that if she let him continue, he’d suck her into his force-field and she’d burn up in the impact. But then he lifted his head and his battered lips brushed across hers, soothingly and so sweetly, and her resistance crumbled.
With a low growl she felt in the pit of her belly, his mouth descended, opening over hers to consume every thought in her head and pull the oxygen from her lungs, leaving her senses spinning.
She heard a low, husky moan and realized with a sense of alarm that it had come from her. God ...she never moaned. Ever . But, then, she’d never been kissed like her soul was being sucked from her body.
She clutched at him to keep from sliding to the floor and an answering groan filled the air, cocooning them in heated silence. This time she was certain it wasn’t her.
Tunneling long fingers into her hair, Samuel wrapped them around her skull to tip her head so he could change the angle of the kiss. Instantly his tongue slid past her lips to tangle with hers. Cassidy’s breath hitched, her mouth softened and her eyes drifted closed. As if she welcomed the all-encompassing heat.
And, God, how could she not? She’d never felt anything like it. It was like being suspended in a thick, heated silence with nothing but the taste of him in her mouth, the hard feel of him against her, the sound of her pounding pulse filling her head, while heat and wildness rushed through her veins.
And just when her body flowed against his and she thought she would pass out from lack of oxygen, he broke the kiss and murmured a stunned “ What the hell...? ” between dragging desperate breaths into his lungs.
Confused by the sudden retreat, a small frown creased the smooth skin of her forehead and her eyes fluttered open to see his gaze burning into hers with a fierce intensity—as though he blamed her for the tilting of the earth.
For long stunned moments he stared at her like he’d never seen her before. Then, so abruptly her knees buckled, he shoved away from the wall and retreated, leaving her feeling like he’d drawn back his fist and slugged her in the head.
“Wh-what...? Why...?” Great, now she was stuttering. She gulped and tried again. “What the hell was that?”
Angling his body, Sam folded his arms across his chest and propped his shoulder against the wall where not seconds ago he’d
He was close. Too close. His gold eyes darkened and something vibrated and snapped between them. Something deep and primal. Something so incendiary she was surprised her clothes didn’t catch fire.
Cassidy opened her mouth to say— God, she didn’t have a clue— then snapped it shut when nothing emerged. The air around them abruptly heated and to her horror his eyes went all hot and sleepy. He felt it too, she realized, and all she had to do was shift a couple of inches closer...and their mouths would—
No sooner had the thought formed than Sam was moving, and before she could do more than squeak out a protest, he’d spun her around and pushed her up against the wall and the heat became a liquid fire in her blood.
She saw his lips moving but heard nothing past the rush of blood filling her ears. Her palms tingled, her body tensed in anticipation and time slowed as his head dipped. Then his mouth was closing over hers and everything... everything ...sound, heat, sensation...was rushing at her like she’d entered a time warp and was speeding towards something destructive...and wildly exhilarating.
Shock was her first reaction, her second was “ Hmmf... ” When she realized her palms were flat against his hard belly, she tried to shove him away. She didn’t want this. It was too much, too little and... God... too everything . Instinctively she knew that if she let him continue, he’d suck her into his force-field and she’d burn up in the impact. But then he lifted his head and his battered lips brushed across hers, soothingly and so sweetly, and her resistance crumbled.
With a low growl she felt in the pit of her belly, his mouth descended, opening over hers to consume every thought in her head and pull the oxygen from her lungs, leaving her senses spinning.
She heard a low, husky moan and realized with a sense of alarm that it had come from her. God ...she never moaned. Ever . But, then, she’d never been kissed like her soul was being sucked from her body.
She clutched at him to keep from sliding to the floor and an answering groan filled the air, cocooning them in heated silence. This time she was certain it wasn’t her.
Tunneling long fingers into her hair, Samuel wrapped them around her skull to tip her head so he could change the angle of the kiss. Instantly his tongue slid past her lips to tangle with hers. Cassidy’s breath hitched, her mouth softened and her eyes drifted closed. As if she welcomed the all-encompassing heat.
And, God, how could she not? She’d never felt anything like it. It was like being suspended in a thick, heated silence with nothing but the taste of him in her mouth, the hard feel of him against her, the sound of her pounding pulse filling her head, while heat and wildness rushed through her veins.
And just when her body flowed against his and she thought she would pass out from lack of oxygen, he broke the kiss and murmured a stunned “ What the hell...? ” between dragging desperate breaths into his lungs.
Confused by the sudden retreat, a small frown creased the smooth skin of her forehead and her eyes fluttered open to see his gaze burning into hers with a fierce intensity—as though he blamed her for the tilting of the earth.
For long stunned moments he stared at her like he’d never seen her before. Then, so abruptly her knees buckled, he shoved away from the wall and retreated, leaving her feeling like he’d drawn back his fist and slugged her in the head.
“Wh-what...? Why...?” Great, now she was stuttering. She gulped and tried again. “What the hell was that?”
Angling his body, Sam folded his arms across his chest and propped his shoulder against the wall where not seconds ago he’d
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