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'Okay, apart from this place needing some light, what's the prob—?’
Nick covered her mouth with his, cutting her off, while sliding his arms around her waist, marvelling at how right this felt.
Rather than protest and try to shove him off, Britt groaned and wrapped her arms around his neck, opening her lips beneath his, teasing him to pleasure her, to taste her and come back for more.
More than willing to comply, he deepened the kiss to the point he couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't feel anything beyond this incredible woman in this unforgettable moment.
She hung on tight, her hands stroking his neck, tugging him closer until he could feel the heat of her skin through his dress shirt, the heat urging him to back her up against the table and do what he'd wanted to do for weeks now.
Make love to his beautiful bride.
He must've moved a fraction because she groaned and pushed her breasts against his chest. He slid his hands around her ribcage, filling them with her full breasts, caressing them, skimming the peaks with his palms until she murmured incoherently, almost making him explode on the spot.
Alarm bells clamoured in his head. What happened to just business? What happened to getting her to make the first move this time? Rational thoughts he ignored, allowing himself this one brief taste of pleasure before sanity returned.
Britt sensed his hesitation and broke the kiss, only to snuggle into his neck and playfully nip the sensitive skin there. 'I can see your problem.'
'What is it?’ His hands glided over the slinky material of her dress to caress her butt, the heat of her scorching his palms through the thin silk of her dress.
'You've got the hots for me.' She chuckled, the bold laugh of a confident woman who knew exactly what sort of a schmuck she was dealing with.
'It's your fault. You're irresistible.'
He kissed her again, softly, lingering, wondering how he'd ever had the willpower to turn down this amazing woman all those years ago and wondering what the hell he was going to do when she walked out of his life this time around.
She had his libido firing on all cylinders but it was more than that. They'd reconnected on so many levels, their special friendship a thing to be treasured.
But nothing had changed. Career-driven Brittany Lloyd would hightail it out of Noosa without a backward glance, leaving him cursing the day he'd been foolish enough to let her back into his heart, a heart he'd deliberately closed off from ever loving any woman too much.
He might've obliterated memories of his mother but he'd never forgotten the pain of abandonment, the intense loss that had clawed at his insides, the doubts that had plagued him for years that he wasn't good enough to be loved forever.
'How irresistible?' Her brow arched in pure provocation and Nick stopped second guessing.
Now wasn't a time for doubts or deliberating or questioning, so he kissed her again, craving intimacy as the parched outback craved water to sustain life.
The thought of losing her prompted him to do all manner of crazy things, like back her up against the table, wishing he'd had the sense to lock the back door.
Her hands speared his hair, angling his head for better access to his mouth as she wrapped a leg around his waist, bringing him into delicious contact with her heat. Raging need slammed through him to the point of no return.
Out of his mind with lust, he wanted her here, now, but he'd be damned if he took her standing up against a kitchen wall after all this time.
Britt deserved more.
She deserved the universe and then some.
Wrenching his mouth from hers with effort, he exhaled on a long, ragged breath as he broke the full-length body contact he'd been relishing so much.
'Nick?'
'Not now, not here, not like this,' he said through gritted teeth, desperate to rein in his libido as he tried not to focus on her swollen mouth, on the lips he'd tasted, lips he'd savoured, lips he'd kiss all night long if he had his way.
'Then when?'
Confusion clouded her eyes as he balled his hands to stop from hauling her back into his arms, and silently cursed making a hash of this.
Desire pounded through his veins, untamed and undisciplined and uncontrollable, but he'd subdue his ferocious need for now, bide his time. When they gave into this tempestuous passion he would stop at nothing less than pleasuring Britt all night long.
With great restraint, he settled for trailing a fingertip down her cheek and along her jaw, enjoying the instant flare of heat in her sparkling eyes, the coy smile playing about her lips.
