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Shimmying, she eased the rucked material past her hips and the pewter satin rustled to the floor to pool at her feet. Leaving her standing in a black plunge bra, tiny lace panties and studded heels. Now, if she could just breathe she might get through this.

With his shirt agape, she could see his chest heave and the way he looked at her—with such heat. Such fierce desire and molten need.

A look so hot she melted beneath his gaze, pooling like gasoline, brandishing her earthy colours. Raw, elemental and utterly flammable.

‘Serena,’ he growled. ‘I’m hanging on by a thread here, baby girl.’

‘You know what, Finn? I love it when you call me that.’ To think this man could have any women in the world and yet wanted her intimately, with such desperation, made her feel invincible. Confident. Beautiful. A real woman for the first time in her life.

He pointed at the door. ‘You’ve got three seconds to run. Three.’

Up came her chin as she walked towards him with a sway in her hips she’d never before possessed, and then she pressed her hand to his hot flesh, felt the rapid thump of his heart beneath her palm.

‘Two,’ he bit out. Sweat glimmered on his skin and his broad shoulders quaked as he fought the immense power of his body. ‘I can’t promise I won’t hurt you.’

‘I know you won’t.’

No more waiting. Avoiding. If this signalled the end of them, the end of their friendship, so be it. She didn’t want another friend. She wanted a lover—the only man she’d ever truly desired.

‘The fight is over, Finn.’

‘One,’ he said fiercely. ‘You’re making the biggest mistake of your life here, baby.’

‘Then so be it.’

Snap.

CHAPTER TWELVE

FAST AND FRENZIED, as if he were lost beneath an unseen power, entranced by a dark, feral spell, Finn simultaneously crashed his mouth over hers, gripped the front fastening of her bra and tore it wide.

‘Skin,’ he commanded around her mouth as he tugged the straps down her arms and tossed the black scrap across the room. ‘I want nothing between us.’

‘Whatever you want.’ Her voice was as shaky as the rest of her and for a second her inner voice whispered that she was mad. Totally out of her league. With no idea of how to give such an intensely passionate man what he needed.

Following her instincts, she placed her hands on his honed chest, then swept them up and over his shoulders, taking his shirt with her until it bunched and locked around his thick upper arms.

Finn shucked it off the rest of the way and grappled with the fastening at the front of his waist.

She’d never seen him like this. Ever. No practised seduction. He was uncoordinated. Lost. And to think she was the inducement made her blood surge with elation and fear and an excitement so intense she ached with it.

A sharp hiss whistled through his teeth as he fought with his tuxedo trousers and she simultaneously pushed his hands away and broke their lip-lock. ‘Let me do it.’

Not easy when he sank his hands into the fall of her hair, tilted his head and crushed his lips over hers, banishing every thought from her brain. He ravished her with a kiss that was desperate and messy but she loved it. Loved the way he thrust his tongue into her mouth and groaned with need and contentment. A sound of soul-wrenching solace.

Now she was the one who fumbled with the rotten button. Heavens, he was bursting past the satin waistband, and when she thumbed the velvet head of his erection and encountered slick moisture her knees refashioned themselves into rubber.

A deep groan rumbled up his chest and he simply...tore the trousers off, buttons pinging, material shredding—the sounds of patience evaporating in the sultry air.

Then his long, thick length was in her hand and she couldn’t even close her fingers around it. Oh, my life. She stroked up and down his erection as best she could and a sharp tug at the base of her abdomen made her insides clench. It felt as if she was contracting around thin air.

‘Finn,’ she whimpered. ‘I need you inside me so bad.’

With an agonised moan, he jerked from her grasp. ‘Soon. We need to slow this down or it will be over before it’s even started.’

A sob of frustrated need broke from her throat. ‘Finn, please.’

‘That’s it. Say my name. Tell me you want this. Want me.’

‘I do. I do.’ A wave of dizziness hit her and when she realised she wasn’t breathing she gasped in air.

He nuzzled deliciously across her jaw, scraped her neck with his teeth, and somehow she knew exactly what he wanted.

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