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into goose bumps.
    “I missed those,” he growled as his thumbs dug under the
lace and her breasts popped out. He palmed them softly, his fingers spreading
out, then tensing. Once. Twice.
    She felt her back arch, her body unconsciously bowing to
give him more access. He chose that moment to enclose her nipples between hard
fingers. The pinch was so pleasurable she let out a moan, her eyes closing at
the sheer intensity of the caress. That’s when she realized she would never be
able to wait. She wanted him inside her now . She didn’t want foreplay,
nor did she need it. She was so wet, so ready for him…
    Opening her eyes, she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him
backward. “Hey!” he complained, obviously not liking being interrupted. That
didn’t last long, especially when she unclasped her bra and muttered, her voice
husky, “Bedroom. Need you. Now.”
    “Right.” He blinked, then took control, pulling her behind
him, almost running through the house in his haste to get to the four-poster
bed and its silky coverlet.
    He pushed her down and laughed when she bounced and shrieked,
her hair flying in every direction. “Nick!”
    “I thought you were in a hurry?” he asked, a teasing glint
in his eyes as he stood there and began undressing.
    Lucy moved to a kneeling position in the middle of the bed
and watched him. He worked in construction and it showed—from his wide
shoulders and muscled arms to his upper half tanned from the hours he spent
outside without a shirt on.
    When he dropped his pants, though, she nearly had a heart
attack. Wow , she mouthed to herself. Sure, she’d known he had a hot
body, but this time it was different. That body was going to be in the same
bed. All damn weekend!
    Something she’d never felt before sparked inside her. Last
time, on his car, she’d reacted to the situation and everything had happened so
fast. This time, however, it would be different. She’d been waiting years for
this moment and now that it was here she’d do everything for it to be perfect.
She just had to grab her courage with both hands and go for it. It had sounded
easy when she’d planned this the night before, all safe in her own bed, but now
she was here and he looked so damn good… Lucy took a deep breath. No, she could
do this. This was Nick. She trusted him. He wouldn’t make fun of her. He wanted
her. Hell, she could see his hardened cock from here!
    And so, as he hurriedly took his shoes off, she sat back
down and slowly, hopefully seductively, drew her shorts down her legs. When she
knew she had his undivided attention, she turned around and lay on her stomach.
    He groaned out loud at the sight of her lacy thong panties.
“Fuck, baby, d’you want to kill me or what?”
    Relief swirled through her. She laughed a little and settled
her chin on her crossed arms, her feet waving in the air as if she didn’t have
a care in the world. This was new for her, flirting like this, ignoring the way
her curves usually made her feel, focusing only on making Nick happy. It felt
so good, though, to let go and be the woman she usually was in her dreams. That
sexy woman who knew what to say or do every damn time, unlike the real her who
tended to go quiet when confronted with a situation she wasn’t sure about.
    She could be that woman this weekend. She would be
that woman. Resolute, she called over her shoulder, “Like it?”
    “I love it,” came his response, his voice soft, just as the
bed dipped. He grabbed her ankles and forced her legs wider.
    She gasped, but he wasn’t finished. Far from it, actually.
He pressed his bare body down until her ass cushioned his cock, her back his
chest. He blew her hair away from her nape and dropped a soft kiss on the side
of her neck.
    “Mmm,” he whispered. “You smell good. I’m sure you taste
good too.”
    “God.”
    He chuckled at her groan and rocked his hips, rubbing his
cock against the lace dividing her butt cheeks. “I like the lingerie, baby, but
I