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Even after being in a smoky bar all day and slaving over a hot stove, you smell great.”
    Blake shouldered aside the bedroom door, glad he’d left the lamp on so he didn’t have to let her go. He was breathing hard. Not from exertion, from desire.
    “You should put me down.”
    He nuzzled her hair. “I don’t wanna put you down.”
    “But how else are we going to take our clothes off?”
    “Good point.” He allowed her to slide down his body. He kissed her. Not touching her besides holding her face in his hands. Letting the heat between them build with each kiss. Blake licked and nibbled and sucked at her mouth. When she began to squirm and arch closer, his hands drifted down her neck to the buttons on her blouse.
    “Blake.”
    “Just kiss me, Will. No hurry.” He dove in for another hot, wet, consuming kiss.
    She produced a protesting noise and ripped her mouth away.
    “What?”
    “We’ve been completely honest with each other so far, right?”
    Maybe not completely honest .
    “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m not looking for careful seduction. I don’t want you to be a gentle lover. Let that naughty voice inside your head win for a change.”
    “Do you know what you’re askin’ me?”
    “Uh-huh.” She lifted to her tiptoes and sank her teeth into his chin. Not hard, but with intent.
    His restraint shattered. He grabbed the lapels of her shirt and yanked. Buttons flew. One flick of his thumb and the front clasp on her bra popped.
    Blake angled his head and kissed the hollow of her throat. “I don’t care how, but get your clothes out of my way. Now.”
    Somehow Willow complied.
    His hands spanned the width of her trim ribcage and he allowed his thumbs to rub over her nipples until they beaded into tiny points. He bent and suckled. Lapping at the upper and lower curves of her breasts. Loving that everything about her was proportioned perfectly for her petite frame.
    He trilled his lips down her stomach and dropped to his knees in front of her.
    “Blake.”
    He unhooked the button on her jeans. They were loose enough that with one quick tug they tumbled to her feet. Blake kissed the soft section of skin between her hipbones. Closing his eyes, he breathed in the dark scent of her arousal as he stripped her panties away. “Spread your legs and brace your hands on the nightstand behind you.”
    Not a second’s hesitation on Willow’s part.
    He placed a soft kiss on the short, dark curls covering her mound and let his tongue trace her cleft from her pubic bone straight to the sticky wetness between her thighs.
    “Oh. Yes.”
    Blake lost his mind at the honeyed taste of her. He jammed his tongue deep, licking, then plunging and retreating until her legs started to shake.
    His tongue zigzagged up that sweet furrow. He settled his mouth over her clit. A few hard-lipped nibbles morphed into solid rhythmic sucking.
    Willow flew apart. Making high-pitched keening sounds so hot and sexy Blake had to squeeze his butt cheeks together to keep from coming right along with her.
    Once the pulses quit, he gifted her pussy with one last kiss. Blake stripped. He reached in his duffel bag and snagged the unopened box of condoms.
    Her fingers maintained a death grip on the dresser. She kept her eyes on his as he ripped the plastic packaging off the box with his teeth, took out a square packet, tore it open and sheathed himself.
    “On the bed, sunshine.” Willow paused at the edge of the mattress. He pressed their bodies together, his front to her back, marveling at the feel of her skin, baby soft and slightly damp. He brushed aside her hair to taste the slope of her shoulder.
    She shivered.
    “On your hands and knees. This is gonna be hard and fast.” Even though his balls were aching and his cock straining, he took his time getting her into position. When her body was cradled beneath his, he nibbled on her earlobe. “Ready?”
    “Yes. Do it.”
    But Willow’s small build kept Blake from plunging in.