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room and slamming the door on her sour expression. Right now, all you need to do is say Yes...More...Hurry! And enjoy yourself!
    Determined to follow her own advice, she managed a breathless, “I’m with you,” as he kissed his way across the trembling line of her jaw, and she turned her head to give him better access as he tossed the ugly lab coat into the nearest corner. It landed on a small potted tree, and she had to choke back a giggle, her nerves quickly fading beneath the heady burn of desire firing through her. Needing to touch him, she lifted her hands and curled them over his broad shoulders, squeezing the hard, powerful muscles. She could feel his heat through the soft fabric of his shirt, and she dug her nails into him as he fisted one hand in the back of her pinned-up hair and pulled her head back even farther. His incredible mouth was open and hot against the sensitive skin at the side of her throat as he tasted her.
    “I want inside you so fucking bad, Soph.”
    Mmm...Yes . She loved the idea of taking him deep inside her, where she knew she’d feel the stretch and burn of his penetration. The academic in her had a full understanding of the fact that his impressive size meant her smaller body was going to experience a pinch of pain when his massive Tab B went into her tight Slot A. But the hot-blooded, pleasure-starved woman that also lived in there didn’t give a damn. With each hitching breath, Sophie was pulling more of Chris’s mouthwatering scent into her system, so desperate for him she was actually starting to tremble like someone with a fever. Her lips parted as the big hands he’d placed on her hips started bunching up the fabric of her skirt, and she was about two seconds away from begging him to hurry, when a dog barked outside and someone suddenly knocked on the door, the loud banging reverberating through her head.
    “Shit, I’m sorry,” he groaned, tearing his mouth from the sensitive patch of skin just behind her ear. “I hate like hell to do this, but I’ve got to get that.”
    Sophie choked back a gasp as he reached for the doorknob, quickly shuffling to the side so that she’d be hidden behind the door when he pulled it open. No way in hell could she face whoever was on the other side right now. She could only imagine what she looked like, with her kiss-swollen mouth, pink face and dazed eyes.
    “Sorry, cuz,” she heard a woman say as soon as he opened the door. “I would have kept him but it’s parents’ night at Jase’s school and I’d like to get over there as early as possible.”
    “No worries,” Chris replied, and Sophie noticed that he’d pulled the hem of his shirt out of his slacks, no doubt to hide the fact he was hard as steel at the moment. “I should have come straight over when I got home,” he was saying, “but I, uh, got distracted.”
    Sophie bit her lip, trying not to laugh, then suddenly yelped when he grabbed her hand and yanked her out from behind the door, trapping her against his side with his arm wrapped firmly around her waist, his hand settling possessively on her hip. In his other hand, he held the leash of a giant black Labrador, the dog’s dark eyes fixed on her as it sat at his feet, tongue lolling out the side of its mouth.
    “Karin, this is Sophie. She’s one of the top scientists at Blackwood.”
    Chris’s deep voice pulled her attention away from the adorable dog, and she found herself staring up at a tall, beautiful woman who definitely looked like she shared Chris’s impressive gene pool. His cousin smiled, her brown eyes both friendly and familiar.
    “Nice distraction,” Karin teased, before winking at Chris.
    He laughed. “Busted.”
    “It’s nice to meet you,” Sophie managed to murmur, knowing her face must be bright pink as she offered the woman her hand.
    “Nice to meet you, too,” Karin said, giving her a firm, welcoming handshake.
    “Any problems?” Chris asked, tightening his hold on Sophie’s waist.
    Karin