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“I can take that,” she offered, shutting the door. Butterflies filled her stomach while she watched him shrug out his suit jacket and hand it to her. She moved over to the coat closet and hung it up. “Follow me.”

She waved him behind her, and they walked from her foyer down toward her family room. She loved the home she’d purchased a few years ago. It was just the right size for her. The family room was one of her favorite places.

“Your house is beautiful.”

Shane’s voice sent a shiver down her spine. She removed her suit jacket and tossed it on the back of the couch. The hairs on her nape rose.

He was watching her. The heat of his gaze seemed to increase the sway of her hips.

“Thanks. Make yourself comfortable,” she suggested, going over to the bar. She blew out a deep breath, her body warming up. Removing her jacket had left her in a silk crop top that should have helped her cool off, but it wasn’t. She reached for a glass on the shelf and felt a presence behind her.

Shane wrapped his strong arms around her, pulling her back into him, and she gasped. His body was rock-hard against her soft curves. She groaned, letting her head to roll to the side as his lips blazed a trail along her neck.

“I think I’ll take a rain check on the drink,” he said. One hand moved along her stomach and cupped her aching breast, while the other slid down and disappeared beneath her skirt. “I found something else I’d rather taste instead.”

“Is that so?” she breathed, loving the feel of the calluses on his hands on her soft skin.

“Yes.”

He nipped her with his teeth, sending a shudder through her body. His hand cupped her mons, massaging it. Her legs automatically spread for him, needing more. Her knees trembled; his fingers slid her panties to the side. A growl escaped him when his finger connected with the evidence of her desire for him.

“Where’s your bedroom? Unless you want me fuck you right here on the floor?”

“Up the stairs, first door on the right,” she blurted out. Her body was strung tight with desire.

He turned her to him, crushing his mouth to hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing closer to him. His kiss was dominating, consuming her, and she loved it.

He broke the kiss and bent down, tossing her over his shoulder. A screech escaped her lips when she gripped his waist.

“Really?” she gasped, holding on for dear life as he moved through her house. He marched up the stairs, without missing a beat with her weight as if she were a child.

“Left?”

“No, right,” she directed, pointing at her bedroom door.

He pushed the door open and walked in.

If ever she was happy to have a maid service to clean her home, it was today. The master bedroom was the reason she’d bought it. It was luxurious, with double walk-in closets, an en suite, and even a seating area. It was her own personal oasis away from the stressful life of an attorney.

He slid her down the front of him, making her painfully aware of every part of his body. She leaned into him, bringing his head to her, this time kissing him. She boldly thrust her tongue past his lips, coaxing his to duel with hers. She dove her fingers into his hair, in which she’d been dying to tussle. His thick hair was as silky as she’d imagined it to be.

Shane’s hands took the time to explore her. She wanted to be rid of her clothes and feel his skin against hers.

He broke away from her, ignoring her small protest.

He tipped her chin up with one finger, and even in the darkness of her room, his eyes gleamed.

The small gesture screamed its purpose loudly.

He was in control.

She swallowed hard, waiting.

“Where’s the light switch?” he asked. “I want to see everything.”

Her heart stuttered at his admission. Seeing everything would mean he’d see the soft rolls on her stomach that always remained hidden, or the true thickness of her thighs—

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