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legs around and
slid, a heck of a lot faster than she wanted to.
    He grabbed her mid-flight and spun her
around. “That’s my girl.”
    She wrapped her arms around him, dizzy and
giggling. “That was scary.”
    Lowering her legs, he pulled her tight
against him, her feet not touching the floor. His lips were inches
from hers, and his beautiful eyes shone. “Lot of things are scary
and exciting, Tracy.” He tipped his head and touched his lips to
hers.
    Instant warmth flooded her body, racing
through her veins. She kissed him, pressing her mouth closer.
    He groaned and his hand slid down to her
butt, holding her to him. His lips slowly rubbed and molded
hers.
    Against her belly, his erection pressed hard.
Her core shuddered and spread tingles through her hips and down
between her legs.
    When his tongue touched her lips, she opened
for him, inviting him in.
    Slowly, with exquisite care, he eased his
tongue into her mouth, just tickling hers, exploring, tasting. He
ran his tongue along the inside of her lips.
    The sensation overtook her and she sucked in
a breath as chills puckered her nipples, tightening her
breasts.
    His hips moved slowly, rocking his shaft
against her mound. His tongue took up the rhythm, lapping hers to
the same beat, he had every nerve in her skin firing to the
sensuous pulse.
    His tongue traced her lips, then withdrew.
Sliding her body down his an inch at a time, kissing the corner of
her mouth, then nibbling his way to the other side, he ended the
kiss. Pulling his mouth from hers, his breath puffed and mingled
with her panting exhales.
    When he opened his eyes, the gray of his
irises was transformed into a stormy green, like the sea during a
hurricane. “Tracy.” He swallowed. “I’ve wanted to do that for too
damn long.”
    Her fingers pressed upward, into his soft,
dark brown hair. “I know the feeling.” It took all her willpower to
step back from him, slide her hands over his big shoulders, and off
his body. “There’s nothing I’d like better than to go back upstairs
with you.”
    He reached for her, a low growl between his
lips.
    “But after what happened today, I would
rather get things cleared up between us before we...” She looked up
at the ceiling, then into his eyes.
    “I know you’re right to feel that way, sugar,
but I’m willin’ to forget the talking. Just for one night.” He held
up his right hand, three fingers in the air. “Scouts’ honor, we can
discuss the hell out of it all day tomorrow.”
    He looked so hopeful, she wished she could
give in. “Do you really think that’s the best way to do this?”
This? What was this ? Was she talking a fast fling, or a
relationship?
    Dropping his head back with a grunt, he
turned away from her. “Yeah. It’d be better to do it your way.” He
reached back and took her hand. “I gotta distract myself, or I
don’t know if I’ll be able to keep my paws off you.” He led her
into the room. “Lighting. On. Low.” Sconces and lamps turned
on.
    It was a man cave. Recliners in front of a
big-screen TV, guitars, drums, a keyboard, and amplifiers in one
corner. A pool table and a bar on the other side of the room. “This
has got to be the world’s most amazing guy’s hangout. All you’re
missing is a hot tub, and you’d be—”
    “In here.” He pulled her to a set of glass
doors and led her through into the long, low room she’d seen from
the truck. A big pool with a diving board and a slide took up most
of the room. In the far corner of the pool, a raised hot tub
bubbled and steamed.
    “Wow. This looks like fun.” She spotted
another bar near the doors, and, still holding his hand, walked to
the opposite end of the pool, near one of the groupings of
cushioned chairs and chaises that sat around the concrete deck. A
two foot-high black area in the glass wall touched the far side of
the pool’s surface. “What’s that?” She pointed.
    “You can open it or swim under it to get
outside to the outdoor