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they’d end up kissing in his truck, then on his couch, then in his bed, and before he could say “my soul is willing, but my flesh is weak,” Jake would be showing her all the things he’d learned in the fifteen years since she’d left, letting his lips explore every inch of her flushed skin until she begged him to push inside her.
    The last time he’d been with Naomi, he hadn’t been much more than a boy. Now, he was a man, with a man’s experience and a man’s self-control. It had been hot between them before, but Jake knew now it would be even hotter. He would be able to make her come in ways he could only have imagined at eighteen, to drive her slowly, wickedly out of her mind with wanting him before they came together. Before he felt her body grip him tight and her nails dig into his back as they reached that place where there was nothing but Naomi and Jake, nothing but their breath coming fast and their hearts beating faster and all the love they felt for each other lighting up the world, making it something better and more beautiful than it had been before.
    God, he’d loved her. So much.
    The memory of it was so sweet it made his heart ache, and so sad it was hard to pull in his next breath because that was all in the past, too far gone for it to ever be resurrected. He couldn’t be Naomi’s lover, and he sure as hell couldn’t be her friend. Right now, he couldn’t even stand within a foot of his former flame, not without losing the last of his self-control.
    “I have to go,” he said, throat so tight the words emerged as a harsh whisper. “Please just…let me leave.”
    Naomi’s eyes went wide, but she said nothing as Jake turned and started back toward the entrance. She let him go, and he did his best to keep his pace slow and even. He might be running away, but he would do it at a walk, keeping his exterior calm and in control even if—thanks to Naomi—his insides were a complete wreck.

CHAPTER NINE
    Naomi
    Naomi was dreaming, back in that delicious dream starring her and Jake and silk sheets and warm morning sunshine and not a stitch of clothing.
    A part of her knew it was only a dream, but she ignored that part. She didn’t want to wake up and face reality. She wanted to focus on the way Dream Jake’s big, calloused hands smoothed up and down her thighs, his fingers teasing closer and closer to where she ached for him as their mouths met in a kiss that took her breath away. They kissed like there was no tomorrow, no yesterday, nothing but this moment and how perfect it felt to be in each other’s arms.
    “You destroy me,” Jake murmured into her mouth as he lowered his hips, trapping his swollen length between them.
    “Never.” Naomi’s arms tightened around his neck as his palms cupped the back of her thighs, urging them apart. “I want to make you feel better.”
    “And I want to make you come,” he said, his voice sin and salvation all wrapped up in a sexy rumble that made her shiver as he positioned himself and pushed inside.
    He thrust to the very end of her, inch by delicious inch, until she was filled with Jake, her body vibrating around his as he made love to her the way only Jake ever had, with all the reverence and heat and just-barely-contained-passion that had always made it feel a little dangerous to be in bed with him.
    No matter how kind and good Jake was, there was something wild locked away inside of him, something primal that Naomi wasn’t sure she could handle if it were completely unleashed. But that had always captivated her as much as it had intimidated her. Even at fifteen, at the height of her fickle faze, when she couldn’t stick to a hair color for more than a month at a time, she had stuck with Jake for three years. No matter how curious she had been about what it would be like to be with someone else, ending things with Jake had been unthinkable.
    That’s why she’d run away from Summerville and her high school sweetheart all in one fell swoop. If