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snorted. “How could I think that? This is torture. You’re tormenting me.” He opened his mouth as if he were going to speak but didn’t. Instead, he pushed a little deeper and pulled back. In a silence thick with tension, they stared at each other.
    Mac clenched her inner muscles and he groaned, pushing inside her fully with one slow, toe-curling stroke.
    “I love the first, perfect stroke,” she whispered. “I like the way it feels when I stretch around you.”
    “Feels pretty damn good on this end,” Louie said with a strangled laugh.
    At first, he kept the thrusts slow and steady, but she urged him on, digging her fingernails into his shoulders, kissing his neck, the whorls of a tattoo and undulating against his muscular body with sighs of sincere appreciation. There was no pretense because Louie really did it for her. Later, she’d probably think about how wrong it was to let her emotions show, about the danger to her sanity and the way he screwed with her focus and future plans. Yeah, later. Right now she intended to wring every bit of enjoyment from their encounter.
    Mac met each of his thrusts while their lips met in wild abandon. His scent surrounded her, his taste filled her. She climbed higher and higher, then for one scary moment, she balanced on a knife-edge of pleasure. A moment of clarity before she soared over the precipice into ecstasy. No other word for it. Mac clutched his sweaty shoulders and hung on, savoring the lingering pulses of her sex as she sailed back down to earth.
    “Louie,” she whispered.
    “Good?”
    “Yeah.” The word was a soft sigh of pleasure.
    “We’ll see if you can go again.” His chuckle, laced with sin, made her smile. He increased his strokes, changed the angle, and to her surprise, a sweet burn flared. She melted against him, her hands busy touching as much of him as she could reach. Her hands came to rest on his muscular butt. Nice.
    “Aw, damn, Joanna,” he whispered hoarsely against her neck. He slammed into her with hard, digging strokes, the sounds of fucking loud and distinctive.
    Mac didn’t care. She felt a primal sense of satisfaction as his cock jackhammered into her and at the hunger etched on his face. He came with deep body shudders, his seed splashing into her. When he finally stilled, he rolled, laughing when they fell off the mattress onto the floor. He wrapped his arms around her and held tight. Mac knew she should move, that they should clean up, shower and maybe hit the gym. Instead, the urge to move trotted right out of her mind, replaced by contentment. Cuddling in Louie’s arms felt right, and that should have scared her half to death.

Chapter Five
    Five days later
    Louie hit the shower early, untangling his body from Mac after another session of lovemaking. Every time they returned from a grueling day, they had sex. Most days, he admitted, although they were both careful about it. Sometimes they hit the gym first, either lifting weights, pummeling a boxing bag, or sprinting up and down the basketball court with the others. At other times, they met in their room and sweated out their stress by bumping body parts. Louie lived for those moments, and it was starting to eat him alive not being able to tell Mac how he felt.
    “Hey, Louie. You’re up early,” Simon said.
    “Yeah, couldn’t sleep.” Not without wanting to fuck Mac again. Holding her close and trying not to wake her had driven him to the shower. Luckily, the cold water had done the trick before Simon arrived.
    “It must be difficult rooming with Mac,” Simon said.
    Louie adjusted the water to warm and grabbed the soap. “It’s not so bad now. After seeing the way she handles herself, it’s easier to think of her as one of the guys.”
    “And that’s why you’re up so early taking a cold shower?”
    Louie wanted to tell him to fuck off but knew Simon would suspect something. He needed more finesse. “Can’t help being a male.”
    Simon snorted. It could’ve been