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into a devastating smile as he drew her to her feet. Only inches separated them, inches she wanted to close.
    They stood like that for what had to be a full minute, staring into each other’s eyes like they were starring in a Lifetime TV movie.
    It should’ve embarrassed her. Or at the very least, made her self-conscious. At worst, she should be running in fear in the opposite direction.
    It emboldened her to know she wasn’t scared at all.
    Instead, she leaned a little closer, drawn by the warmth of his eyes, the heat of his body.
    “Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me” kept chanting through her brain.
    As if he’d heard her thoughts, his smile faded and desire turned to sharp, biting hunger in her gut.
    Then he blinked and began to pull back, shaking his head. “ Tamra …”
    No, no, no.
    Fevered compulsion made her curve her hand around the back of his neck as she rose on her tiptoes. She shouldn’t have been able to reach his mouth, the top of her head barely reached his shoulder. But he met her halfway, his short groan cut off when their lips met. He pressed hard, his lips firm and hot on hers, his arms wrapping around her back and plastering her to his body.
    She moaned, wanting more, but he immediately eased his hold, ratcheted back some of his passion as he eased up and let her kiss him. Let her press against him, as if he was afraid of scaring her.
    But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted him to kiss her. Really kiss her until she lost herself in him.
    So she forced him closer, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him harder.
    Letting her tongue lick at the seam of his lips, she teased until he opened his mouth. She would have thrust inside but he beat her to it, finally starting to loosen his hold on his leashed desire.
    His hands flattened on her back, each finger a brand through her thin t-shirt. His mouth began to demand, moving over hers with more purpose.
    His tongue slid along hers, heat flowing like warm honey through her veins.
    She let herself fall into that heat, let herself sink into him.
    Her hands smoothed along his shoulders, so broad, so strong. Those muscles flexed and shifted as his hands slid from her back to her hips and he lifted her off her feet. He held her there, feet dangling, the strain on her neck easing. But the ache between her legs became a need. Her hips pressed forward and the hard ridge behind his zipper nestled into the notch between her thighs.
    Oh God, she wanted more. Wanted to rub herself against that stiff rod and come.
    As if he’d read her mind, he kissed her harder, his mouth moving over hers with deepening passion.
    Everything but Kyle receded. She only smelled him, saw him, felt him. All the baggage she carried, all the angst fell away and for the first time in what felt like years, maybe ever, she knew what it was like to lose herself in another person.
    Kyle’s scent, his touch, the feel of his lips moving against hers made her remember what she’d been missing by cutting herself off from the world. By denying herself the touch of another person.
    It only took one kiss from this man to bring it all back and she put all her pent-up longing, all her relief, all of her into the kiss.
    And Kyle took it. He kissed her with heat and passion, making no concessions.
    And it freed her.
    Burning hot desire, so different from anything she’d ever felt, made her clutch at him, open her mouth wider to give him more access. Made her want more.
    Kyle groaned, the sound close to a growl as his mouth slanted even further over hers.
    He was so strong, he only needed one arm to hold her against him. He used his other hand to sweep down, over her ass to her thigh, urging her to bend and lift her leg so he could curve it around his waist. Her other leg followed, the bite of still-healing muscles only a faint ache, until she clung to him, wrapped around him. Their bodies so close she felt every movement of his lungs and the play of muscles in his chest as his hands pressed