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    His laugh rumbled against her throat.  
    Then Sam gifted her with the sweetest kiss of her life. She breathed him in, wreathing her arms around his neck.  
    Being lost in the woods wasn’t nearly as scary as the way this man made her feel.  

Chapter Five  

    Becker attempted to stay upright. His cock twitched inside Lacy’s snug walls as air billowed from his lungs.  
    She licked his earlobe. Bit down. Chills racked his system. “You gonna drag me off to your cave now?”  
    How should he play this? Tough? Tender? Hell, he’d never been the kind to fuck a woman senseless against a pine tree. Never been that out-of-control, in his personal or professional life. “You want me to drag you off?”  
    “Mmm-hmm. If you promise to do that to me again.”  
    Becker gazed at her slumberous eyes, cat-like smirk, flushed skin, lips plumped from avaricious kisses. His Neanderthal tactics hadn’t bothered her.  
    He nibbled her jawline. “Next time you don’t have to practically drown to get my undivided attention.”  
    She went rigid. “I didn’t do it on purpose.”  
    “I know.” Becker nuzzled her ear. “I’m surprised you aren’t chewing my ass for being so rough.” He held his breath, waiting for her to voice regret.  
    “Me too. I’ve never let a man take me like that.” She shuddered, a little moan escaped. “I liked it, Sam. What does that mean?”  
    “My tough little cupcake has a submissive streak.”  
    She tipped her head back. “Really?”  
    “Really. It’s sexy as hell.” He kissed her. “It also means we’re camping here.”  
    “Why?”  
    “So I can do all the other uncivilized things I’ve been fantasizing about doing to you before we find civilization.”  
    “Oh.” She moistened her lips. “Such as?”  
    “Bending you over that log by the stream and taking you from behind until you scream like a mountain lion in season.”  
    Lacy’s gaze darted toward the fallen tree before her eyes widened with interest.  
    Becker grinned. Then he brushed his lips over her mouth, reconnecting their desire as he disconnected their bodies.  
    She seemed shy, turning away to get dressed.  
    Impulsively he snatched her clothes. “Huh-uh. Naked. All day. My rules.”  
    “Caveman rules, you mean.”  
    “Yep.”  
    “Do the rules of the jungle apply to you?”  
    “Yep.”  
    “Great.” Her shyness vanished as she eyed his dick. “I have a few fantasies.”  
    One smoldering look from her and his cock went from semi-aroused to hard-as-nails. “Such as?”  
    “Tarzan and Jane.” Lacy smiled, circling her fingers around his girth. “Can I lay on something soft this time? That bark raked my back.”  
    Guilt beat at him. “Let me see.”  
    “You will. When you bend me over, rutting on me like a stag, you can kiss it and make it all better.”  
    Becker found a flat spot where cool breezes blew off the water and spread out the sleeping bags. He lowered Lacy to the soft flannel, using his mouth and hands to render her mindless. Sucking on her fingers. Her nipples. Her juicy sex. He drove her to the brink with gentle kisses. Fleeting touches on every inch of her trembling flesh until she begged him to stop.  
    Then he’d begin again.  
    When he entered her, oh-so-slowly, she came on a long sigh that floated away on the pine-scented wind, but boomeranged to implant in his soul.  
    Not to be outdone, Lacy whispered dirty suggestions in his ear. The leisurely loving became frantic. Harsh kisses and harder thrusts. His sweat-slicked skin slapped hers. His balls pulled up, blanking his mind to anything but pure animal instinct.  
    He grunted, slamming into her wet channel. Taking them both higher, until Lacy milked him to an orgasm so ferocious he roared like a beast.  
    Afterward, Lacy’s sweet breath tickled the back of his neck as she curled around him.  
    He’d fallen into that peaceful half-asleep/half-awake state, when she