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    Chin resting on her head, he couldn’t help but wish things had been different. “I missed you, Sam.”
    “Kyle?”
    “Yes, baby.”
    “I n-need for you to l-leave.”
    Sam was shutting him out.
    His eyelids closed as his world began to crumble again.
    What had he expected? Maybe in his scrambled brain, he thought that they would end up in bed. That making love to her would right the wrong? That in her alcohol-induced haze she would listen to him. Forgive him.
    “Let me stay, Sam. Please.” Desperation rang loud and clear. His embrace tightened. It would take more self-control than he possessed to walk away from her tonight.
    Sam pushed out of his arms and stood. Refusing to look at him, she made her way to the dress lying on the floor and picked it up, clenching it protectively before her, although the gown hid very little from his view.
    She didn’t need to speak. Kyle could see determination settle in her now puffy eyes.
    Getting to his feet, he came to stand before her. Without a word, he snaked his arm around her. His hand speared through her hair, dragging her head up so that she was on tiptoes as he forced her lips to his.
    Gentleness was not his objective. He wanted her to remember his touch, his taste.
    Without warning, violent lust exploded inside him. Fighting the battle to breathe and conquer her at the same time, he inhaled as white-hot desire surged wildly through his veins.
    She was sweet heat, fire. A drug he had missed.
    Kyle would never take her against her will, but he wasn’t above doing whatever he had to do to convince her that loving him tonight was right.
    His lips moved over hers, his tongue pressing past a gasp. A mere whimper echoed from her throat as her dress dropped between them. Like a warrior fighting for his life, he devoured her mouth. His tongue pushed beyond her lips, stroking and tasting, until she surrendered. Raising her hands, she slid her fingers into his hair, gripping, before she arched against him and melted.
    Oh yeah. She remembered.
    A rough growl rumbled from somewhere inside him. Lips slanted over hers, he jerked her to him, closing the distance between their bodies, and then he deepened the kiss.
    Hot little nipples, hard as pebbles, moved across his bare chest, but it was her cool palms sliding his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders that triggered another growl.
    Breathless, he tore his lips from hers. “I need you, Sam. Now .” The ache in his voice went bone-deep.
    As he laid her on the wide bed, staring down at the rapid movements of her swollen breasts, and her flat abdomen, Kyle felt a sense of balance right his world. Long, blonde strands of hair haloed her face. Her eyes were haunted, shadowed with uncertainty. How he wished he could vanquish the demons—make her laugh again.
    “You’re beautiful,” he breathed, moving to stretch out beside her.
    “Kyle—”
    He placed a finger to her swollen lips. “Let me love you, baby.”
    Before she could answer, he leaned in and gently blew a stream of warm air across a rosy nipple. His arousal climbed, as he watched the small bud tighten and bead. When his wet tongue circled her flesh, she turned her head away from him, her back rising into his caress. While he laved attention on one breast, he fondled the other. Slow kneading motions, as his fingers rolled, pulled and pinched her nipple.
    He smoothed his palm across her ribcage, over her abdomen, and further downward. His pulse sped. Please. Don’t stop me .
    Hand trembling, he rimmed her swollen folds, fingertips caressing, before he slid a single digit into the small opening. Moist. Warm. Creamy heaven.
    “Kyle!” Her ragged cry filled the night, delighting him.
    “Tell me you want this,” he muttered against her breast. While he waited for her answer, he drew slow circles around her clit.
    “I—” Her body bucked beneath his hand.
    He squeezed the little bundle of nerves between his thumb and index finger.
    “Yes,” she hissed. Her hips rose