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arms and sliding her fingers into his hair. She eased his head down to her as she raised hers to him. Their gaze held. Their lips poised in place, ready to come together.
    His warmth, the smell of his skin, the touch of his hands warming her lower back set a fire burning inside her that she knew only he could extinguish. Fireworks lit inside her, and they hadn’t even so much as kissed. He ran his tongue across his lips to wet them, and a pulse zapped through her, pushing her to eliminate the final sliver of space separating their bodies. She was starved for the taste of him, his mouth, his tongue.
    She touched her lips to his and breathed him in. At first the kiss was about nothing more than getting to know the feel of him, enjoying how they fit so perfectly, how he tasted so sweet. Then, craving more, her mouth opened slightly and moved over his. She sucked his bottom lip, then his top. She ran her tongue along the smooth skin just inside his mouth. His tongue greeted hers warmly.
    Lights flashed behind her eyelids, and fiery tingles pulsed at her mouth, the tip of her tongue, at her palms where they caressed him, all through her body where it touched his. She kissed him long and slow and deep, and he matched her, move for move, touch for touch. When they finally came up for air, his eyes gleamed and his breathing was as scattered as hers.
    “That’s the best thank you I’ve ever received.”
    She wanted to kiss him again, but he had already left her embrace, taken her hand in his again, and continued walking.
    “Where are we going now?” she asked, hoping to hear the answer, “my room” or “your room.”
    “Your dorm.”
    Oh, God, yes! Her heart shouted the words and swelled with desire. It had been easier to get him naked than she thought it would be after his speech about not deviating from the schedule. Then she thought she better make sure of his intention.
    “You mean, to my room?”
    He chuckled. “Darlin’, I told you we wouldna be deviating from the schedule. Besides, do you really think I’m the kind of guy who would try to make love to you on our first date?”
    She stared into his sinfully hot eyes. “Yes, actually.”
    He laughed out loud and wrapped his arm around her neck, hugging her to his side and kissing the crown of her head. He dropped his arm to her shoulders, holding her tight, and she held onto his hand where it hung in front of her breast.
    It made her smile that he hadn’t denied it. “So…You’re not interested in charming your way up to my room or into my panties, and you’re dropping me off early. Sounds like you have another date.”
    “I do.”
    Disappointment and jealousy raged through her body. She let her hand fall from his and stared straight ahead. “Oh.”
    He laughed and hugged her closer. “Not so much a date as an appointment. I tutor to help pay my way here. My next appointment is in…” he glanced at his watch “…about twenty minutes.”
    “Oh.” She breathed and took his hand in hers again.
    “With a male engineering student,” he added.
    She smiled and met his teasing gaze. “You don’t have to explain. It’s not like you and I are…you know.”
    He smiled down at her. “You looked like you wanted to knock my head off.”
    She looked away, embarrassed that he had seen through her so easily.
    He stopped and faced her. “It’s your eyes,” he said, even though she hadn’t asked, and brushed a finger down the side of her face, pulling her gaze back to his. “They say everything your mouth doesn’t want to.”
    She stared at him, opening a pathway to her deepest emotions, willing him to see what was written there. To see her desire for him. “And what are my eyes saying now?”
    He paused as if reading, trying to translate the symbols he saw in the depths. “They’re saying I’ll miss all my tutoring appointments today if I don’t get you home fast. Oh, and just to clarify, I never said I wasn’t interested in getting into your