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the way she deserved – was pushing him onto the edge. It wouldn’t take much to have him topple over. The simple act of stroking her arms had him aching for her in a way he’d never experienced before.
    He heard a distant engine noise and Gwen lifted her head up to meet his eyes. Even now, filled with fear, her striking blue eyes were like the most beautiful ponds of clear water, and he wanted to drown in them.
    “I believe they’re trying to start the winding motor.” He said into the otherwise silent box. His voice echoed off the walls and filled the empty room. Gwen didn’t speak nor did she show any other kind of reaction, and he hoped she wouldn’t melt down. He had no idea how to deal with that. In his gang, any woman who acted hysterical usually received a slap in the face to shut her up.
    “Don’t worry. We’ll be out of here in no time at all.”
    She gave him a faint nod, and he braced her face with his hands. How on earth could he get his mind off sex when looking into those eyes? He shifted, but she only pressed her body closer into his, as if seeking out comfort and warmth. He sure hoped those damn elevator doors would open soon because he could only last so long.
    It would be so easy to stretch out his hand and graze his thumb over her plump and rosy lips. To take a taste of her alluring neck, lick his way down her collarbone. His mind was imagining all the wonderful things he’d do to her when the elevator made a bone-chilling sound and yanked. Gwen flew right onto his lap, flinging her arms around him.
    Her entire body was trembling, and he whispered soothing words into her ear while he stroked her spine with his hands, like he’d done many times with his sister when she was still a kid. Except this time, it felt anything but sisterly. Her hot core sitting atop his aching groin and her breast pressed into his chest. If she didn’t climb from his lap soon, he couldn’t be held responsible for his actions. Never before had he wanted a woman with such force. It was like a tidal wave rolling over him, making him unable to resist.
    A groan escaped his lungs, and he noticed how she held her breath for a moment. His fingers reached the small gap between her t-shirt and the waistband of her jeans. Before he could stop himself, his fingers touched bare flesh, and goosebumps broke out on her skin. Her body pressed even more tightly against him, and his breathing became almost as ragged as hers.
    He had to stop it now. But he had to keep comforting her; at least that was what he told himself. Gwen quivered as his hands moved up her back and down again. With the next pass he took, his thumbs slid beneath her shirt and a sexy moan escaped her throat. She arched her back, and he felt her body responding. Her nipples peaked and heat radiated from her skin.
    “I’ve been dying to do this since I first met you” he whispered into her ear and took her by the shoulders to search her eyes. He saw nothing but desire in them and hungrily traced the outline of her lips in the dim light. The second she parted them, resistance flew out of his body and he succumbed to the tidal wave of passion rolling over him.
    He pressed his mouth to hers, kissing her as if he’d done so a million times before. The attraction between them flared out of control and obliterated any rational thought. He buried his hands in her hair, holding her head still for his kiss, and slid his tongue deep into her mouth. To explore, devour, and bring ecstatic passion to both of them. He’d stop – yes, he would – right after this kiss.
    While his mind debated whether to end the kiss now or to hold on just a little while longer, his hands made their own choices and slid beneath her shirt, skimming up her ribcage and – encouraged by her needy moan – squeezing her sensitive flesh. Gwen moaned louder and broke their kiss. She threw her head back, arching into his touch. He pulled the cups of her bra away and palmed her lush breasts.
    Touching