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desire. Janney instinctively recognized it. She didn’t know how. Ed had never looked at her like this. She’d never felt, in her entire time with Ed, this all-consuming desire she felt right now. Felt in the arms of this man that she didn’t know anything about.
    Heat radiated off Marek. His arms shook as he tightened his hold. Her chest rose and fell with his, puffs of breath bathing her face. Oh, God, the joy of knowing that he couldn’t breathe any better than she could. The thrill of hearing the little growls in his throat.
    “No?” his voice a deep rumble. He focused on her mouth again. This time, sucking on her lower lip, tugging it between his teeth.
    Oh, God, so gentle . His mouth, so hot. It felt natural—
    right—for her tongue to follow over his lips and into his mouth.
    Marek’s tongue slid along hers, caressed it, rolling over it.
    Suckled it. Oh, God. She tightened her arms around his neck and held his head steady while she stroked his tongue back into her mouth. This was all so strange, and yet, not. Kissing was kissing no matter the century. And he sure as hell knew how to curl her toes with his kisses. She tried to hang on to reason but he was so warm, hot in fact. His arms tight around her made her safe.
    When she shouldn’t be. But…
    Moaning softly, almost continuously—his mouth was pure magic, so fantastic—
    Janney strained against him, her entire focus on their lips, their tongues. She pushed. He pulled. She wriggled her bottom on his thighs. Her brain whirled ferociously, she didn’t even know that she squirmed against him and sobbed. All she was
     

     
    aware of was each curl of his tongue in her mouth, every scrape of his teeth on hers. Her body clenched, aching and empty. His thick, hot, wet tongue rolled into her. Oh God, she wanted him inside her. She ached to have him completely buried in her. Her fingers clutched the cloth at his shoulders.
    I shouldn’t be doing this but ohmigod, he is so fine. Just once. Just once, please let me have this.
    His hand found the loose hem of her T-shirt and slid underneath to her bare back. Janney panted, undulating under his big, calloused palm slipping up to her bra. He wasn’t shy about the unfamiliar article. His fingers roamed over and under and around the snaps. The humor of it momentarily distracted her from playing with his tongue. A chuckle escaped. Lord, I’m losing my mind! She felt it loosening. The devil had magically opened the hooks. Part of her reveled in his competence. It was like she’d never been seduced before. High school all over again, but with a man. A grown—real—masculine—experienced—
    man. Yes!
    His fingers trailed the lower edge of her bra around to the front. He nudged it up. Yes, oh God, she wanted it. Wanted his big hand around her breast. The moment her breast popped free and his fingertips closed on her nipple, Janney’s moans turned to a sharp cry. It was like splashing cold water in her face. Fear crackled through her sexual frenzy. How easy it would be to get naked right here and now with the man. This stranger!
    “No! Oh, no!” Janney frantically pushed him away. She already missed his heat and iron hard arms. “Stop…stop.” Torn between wanting him and what she thought was probably the right thing to do, she needed to get control back—over him—
    and herself.
    Pushing the sensual ache down, out of her mind, she cried,
    “No, I can’t do this. I’ve sworn off men.” Why she added that last, she had no idea. Janney gasped much needed air into her lungs.
     

     
    His eyes popped open, then became narrow slits. He was having trouble catching his breath. His heavy puffing pushed his chest against her sensitive breasts.
    Janney’s stomach tightened and her lower body heated a notch higher knowing that she was doing this to him. Did she have this power?
    “You like to do this with women?”
    Her hands lay flat on his chest and she could feel his heart under her palm thudding rapidly. She