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her into overdrive. Her small hands shot to his shoulders, and then she stalled, obviously unsure whether she wanted to push him away. It was all he needed because her touch launched a wild craving through him.
    The wrap covering her legs fell aside, and he gently nudged the heat between her thighs with his knee. The buttons on her shirt slipped open with little coaxing from his fingers, and he teased her nipples with his warm breath. They grew hard against the lace of her bra, making him hungrier. He pulled the thin cover away, exposing her flesh. When his lips slowly sucked the peak of her breast, she gasped with pleasure. His tongue wandered, gently biting them, making his erection even harder. He felt her arch beneath him.
    “God, I have to taste you.” His kisses quickly made their way down to her hips, and he toyed with the lip of her panties, wanting to please her so badly.
    “I can’t,” she choked.
    He barely heard her, his desire for her pounding in his pulse. She drove him crazy, her smell, her skin, her curves—his need for her leaped out of control. “I think you can.”
    “No, I’ve never…”
    That stopped him. He slowly raised himself to look down into her face and saw the fear in her eyes. “You’ve never what?” he said with a mischievous grin, but the look in her eyes changed his smile to concern.
    “I—”
    They both turned their heads when they heard their names called from around the next bend. “Oh shit,” she said, scrambling from beneath him.
    He quickly pulled her up. She secured her last button as Marcus jogged around the corner.
    “Hey guys, there you are. They’re here,” Marcus yelled. “So, you old folks ready to keep going?”
    “Sure,” Steven answered for them.
    Close one, he thought, but he didn’t miss the humor in the situation. His heartbeat still banged hard in his rib cage, and he needed to hide the wicked bulge in his pants. Hard to do in the middle of a sand pile. Moira glared at him but stepped in front of him, as if reading his thoughts. Everyone came en masse around the corner.
    “Callie, stop whining,” Patti berated her.
    Moira found her voice. “What’s the matter, Callie?”
    “Don’t ask her that,” Mandy said, rolling her eyes. “She keeps moaning that the sun will burn her fragile skin.”
    Moira shook her head like a beleaguered mother.
    “You’re such a fuckin’ princess,” Marcus said.
    “Shut up, Marcus. At least I’m not all scared of being on a little beehive.” Callie threw her hands on her hips and gave him a sneer.
    “Well, which way?” Mandy asked, looking at Steven and then at Moira. Mandy blinked a few times, looking at her. “You okay, ma’am? You look flushed.”
    “I’m fine, Mandy.”
    “It’s damn hot out here,” Steven offered as an excuse. Her crew looked at him as if waiting for instructions. “If you’re up to it, there’s a narrow path that leads to a set of caverns up ahead. There’s an underground pool that surfaces inside. Not a lot of people know about it.”
    “A cave pool, that sounds awesome,” Patti said, her expression perking right up.
    Moira absently pulled at the hem of her shirt. “I don’t think I’ve seen that much enthusiasm on your face in a long time, Patti. Let’s do it.”
    “The trail is pretty narrow and high. It’s basically a broken ledge.” He looked at Marcus, waiting for opposition to the idea.
    “No problem.” Marcus’s Adam’s apple jumped in his throat.
    “If it’s a cave and water, that has to translate into cool, so let’s go before I die of heatstroke,” Sasha growled, traipsing down the path. “Who the hell convinced me to do this stupid trek anyway? I could be lazing by a pool, looking at men in bathing suits right now.”
    “After you,” Steven said, extending his arm to the group. Moira took a step, and he stopped her. He folded her hand in his, letting the others take the lead.
    Moira held up her other hand. “You know where you’re going, so