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fraction, watching her face and listening to her gasp. He pulled back before he could thrust fully into her waiting core.
    Haliday bit her lip, her back arching as if she wanted more than what he was giving her. She ran her fingers down his sides, then up his back, close to where his spines poked through the skin, the base of each one full of nerve endings. He rolled his hips so the head of his cock was bathed in her wet heat. This time when she tilted her hips, he couldn’t resist any longer.
    Slowly he thrust into her tight sheath. She felt so good. He withdrew a fraction and pressed deeper until his cock was fully buried in her core. For a moment he didn’t move, just enjoyed the sensation that ran through his skin, plucked at his nerves and made his balls ache with the need to fuck and come.
    But waiting wasn’t what she wanted. Her hands gripped his hips and her nails dug into his butt as if she could force him to start thrusting. He reared back and grabbed her hips, dragging them up so her ass rested on his thighs.
    Her mouth opened as she watched him fuck her. Her slit spread wide before him, full of his cock. He used his grip on her hips to deepen the thrust, his cock slick and glistening with her fluid. So wet and tight. Her breathing became shallow pants and her gaze was fixed on where their bodies joined. He made long slow thrusts, determined to make the most of this moment. He watched as she took him deep, then as he withdrew almost fully.
    Tension tightened every nerve. The scent of her lust was all over his skin and seeping into his blood. He brushed his thumb over her clit, needing to feel her climax roll through her and squeeze his cock hard as he came. He gave up all pretense of holding back and fucked her hard.
    “Come for me.” He thrust faster and deeper, determined to push her over the edge before following—he wanted Haliday Fisher to remember him the next time she took a businessman to bed.
    He smelled her climax a milli-tric before it rippled through her body. He thrust again, deep and hard as his cock thickened and his balls released his cum. He shuddered as her core clenched, milking him dry.
    For a moment they lay still, locked together and breathing hard. He really needed to get home more often, or at least closer to home. Then the pheromones that had driven him to fuck left him. The urge to close his eyes was almost overwhelming. That was the other reason to take blockers. Pheromones really screwed the men over. He withdrew from her body even though all he wanted to do was stay there and close his eyes for a few milli-tric s. Falling asleep on top wasn’t the done thing.
    He lay on his side and pulled her close. He wouldn’t be out for long and when he woke up he wanted her there—no doubt she was fighting the aftereffects too. She snuggled against him and he let himself relax. Not that he had much choice.

Chapter Four
     
    Haliday forced herself to stay awake. The men had it worse, but with Callen’s body curled behind her and his arm over her, it was tempting to close her eyes and rest. Her body ached in all the right places—she wasn’t sure she could walk out of his room. She wasn’t sure she wanted to. Damn, she always met the nicest guys at the wrong time and for all the wrong reasons.
    Callen was a bounty hunter, and while he said he was here for a bit of fun, if he realized who the Dooraump was, she’d have to fight him for the chits. She made herself list the names of all the criminals she’d turned over to the APM for judgment to stay awake. After twenty, she was sure Callen was asleep. She eased away slightly and held her breath.
    Nothing.
    So she eased out from under his arm and straightened up her dress. She’d never be able to wear it again without thinking of him. Her gaze drifted to his sleeping form. He lay still in the temporary stupor that blockers would have prevented. His arms were curved with muscle, his chest and stomach more hard slabs that begged to be