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special agent. Whatever happened between them now would be out-of-this world.
    A quick glance around the room said everything. There was nothing romantic about this small lounge area. It featured a couple of nice couches, some tables and chairs and a kitchen area. Plenty of possibilities, though, for making love.
    “What makes vampire sex so incredible?” she asked.
    His lips moved along her jaw. “Vampires never have erectile dysfunction.”
    She grinned. “Really?”
    “We can fuck for as long as we want without getting tired.” He kissed the pulse in her throat. “I can give you incredible orgasms.” Again he cupped and caressed her ass.
    “Multiple orgasms.”
    A shiver of anticipation came over her, and she made a command decision. Before he could say a word or do a thing, she reached up and pulled his head down to hers.
    Lip lock.
    Mission control, we have ignition.
    A primitive moan rose up in his throat. His mouth coaxed hers open and his tongue stole inside. If she thought the last kiss felt exquisite, she found her heart and mind moving into the most tantalizing and beautiful world imaginable. His mouth did more than explore, he tormented, stoked and maddened.
    He slipped her jacket from her shoulders and it landed on the floor. With a quick flick of his hand he opened her blouse. She gasped and tore her mouth from his. The intensity in his eyes mingled with passion raging out of control.
    No turning back.
    No easing into the flames.
    She was here, consumed, ensnared in a brimming sexual volcano of immense force.
    Seconds flowed into minutes, time of no concern. She melted into him, at one with his desires. His hands skimmed over her blouse and anticipation tingled over her skin. He cupped her bra-clad breasts. One passing sweep of his thumbs over her erect nipples, and she gasped into his mouth.
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    He backed her toward the kitchen area. With no effort he lifted her and sat her down on the counter.
    As he parted her thighs and stepped between them, all coherence departed. He drew her close, his lips traveling across her face. He pulled her blouse out of her waistband. Big and warm, his hands caressed and cherished as he palmed her back and sides.
    He nuzzled her hair aside and tongued her earlobe. “So soft. So hot and sweet.
    Evelyn, I want you.”
    The way he said her name came out guttural. As heat moistened her, she arched against the relentless stroking of his body against hers. Her blouse slipped off her shoulders and onto the counter and with a swift movement her bra came undone. He slipped the bra off her arms and tossed it away.
    He stared at her breasts. “Beautiful.”
    Then, as if he’d once again read her mind, he clasped her hips and gave her what she wanted, pressing his cock between her legs. Surging pleasure throbbed through her clit, a deep ache that demanded quick fulfillment. God, yes. She didn’t know if she could stand it as he swiveled his hips, rubbing against her clit again and again.
    Feel it, Evelyn. He licked her neck, pressing endless kisses to her flesh. Seconds later he clasped her breasts, caressing. Hmm, delicious. Let it take you. Let me take you.
    He flicked his thumbs over the tips with steady, intoxicating rhythm. Her breasts felt plumper, heavier under his constant attention. His hips kept her legs parted wide.
    She ached for release, all points in her body screaming for a finish. He kissed her face, her neck and her lips, building intensity with each caress. Conall toured down her chest, taking one nipple into his mouth and starting a pattern of suck, then lick, suck, then lick. She shivered and moaned.
    He reached between them. She held her breath in excitement. Seconds later his touch brushed against her wet panties and she moaned in delight against his lips. Oh, yes.
    I can smell you, Evelyn. So lush and slick. So ready to be fucked.
    He caressed her clit with his middle finger, the touches featherlight and brushing over her cloth-clad flesh with