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"I haven't been here long," she whispered in reply, her gaze centering on his lips. "Kiss me again, Lance. "
His grimace was tight, pained.
"If I kiss you again, I'm not going to make it to the house before I have you beneath me. "
"I don't care. " She really didn't care. All that mattered was that kiss, his touch. His hand tightened on hers briefly before he lifted her fingers and laid them back in her lap.
"We're almost at the house. " His voice was as strained and tense as she felt. "Just another minute or two, sweetheart. "
He shifted in his seat, obviously hoping to relieve the pressure of his jeans on his erection. She could smell his hunger wrapping around her.
Harmony closed her eyes, fighting to hold back, to wait, just a few more minutes. Her dazed senses were demanding, this strange, unknown arousal so imperative every inch of her flesh ached for his touch.
And she was on fire. She felt as though she were in the midst of a fever, flushed, so sensitive that the air inside the Jeep seemed too heavy to breathe.
"God, the look on your face. " His voice was strained as the Jeep accelerated. "You're killing me here. "
She opened her eyes, laying her head back on the headrest as she watched him through drowsy eyes.
"What do I look like?"
"Hungry," he whispered. "So aroused and hungry that you make me ache to see you sated. "
Could she be sated?
"I want you now," she said softly. "And that terrifies me. A bit," she acknowledged with a wry smile.
Life had to mean something to you for you to fear the consequences of your actions. Her own life had never mattered much beyond fulfilling her responsibilities to others. Until now.
Living meant pleasure now. It meant his touch, his kiss, an adventure in sensation she had never imagined she would find.
"There's the house. " He nodded ahead as the headlights picked up the faint outline of a single-story ranch. The sprawling design looked lazy and comfortable, the porch light bathing the front of the house in a gentle inviting glow.
Lance pulled the Jeep to a stop beside the cement walkway that led to the porch. Pulling the keys free of the ignition, he turned to his guest and watched her silently. Her pale green eyes stared back at him from drowsily lowered lids as the flush on her cheeks and the swollen curves of her lips attested to her arousal.
He was in agony himself. His cock was like a wedge of iron in his pants, hot and throbbing in need to bury itself inside her. His tongue ached to taste her. The taste of her just might well be addictive. He was tormented with the memory of it—the subtle sweetness, the hint of heat.
"Are you ready?"
She nodded back, her expression somber as he opened his door to step out of the vehicle. But he paused. Just one taste. They were close enough to the house. He could surely keep his control long enough to taste her one more time.
He let her move ahead of him to the sidewalk, his gaze dropping to the bunch and sway of her buttocks, his hands itching to grip them, to clench and hold tight as he pounded inside her.
He grimaced at the rising lust tormenting his balls. They were as tight as his cock, tortured, aching for release. He'd thought he wanted her before that kiss, but after his lips touched hers, the hunger had only increased. Was rapidly increasing even now.
"Here we go. " He let his hand rest on her hip as he opened the screen door and dug his keys from his pocket. He grunted at the pinch of the material against his erection, but managed to pull the key ring free.
He unlocked the door and stepped in, scanning the interior quickly, his senses picking up every nuance of the house as he surveyed the room.
"You have a beautiful home. " She stepped into the entryway, her voice soft. The soft light overhead created a gentle halo around the silken mass of dark russet hair that fell sleekly about her face.
"Hungry?"
She shook her head no and he felt his muscles tighten further. If possible, his cock got harder.
"Drink?"
"No, thank you. " Her arms hung at her sides as though relaxed, but he could feel the tension filling her.
