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could help it.
    Lauren Southall was about to experience what ten years of a man’s pent-up lust felt like.
    Hell, he’d tried everything—every woman—to take away the edge.
    He’d known for years, from the first time he met Lauren, shook her hand, and saw those brown eyes dancing with life and humor, that he had to have her. But Tim’s wife had been off-limits. Over the years, he’d seen her happiness dim, known the divorce was inevitable. And he’d bided his time, occupying it with women like Misty who expected nothing more than good sex and a nice parting gift.
    Now, his waiting and planning—the biting ache for a woman he could see and talk to, laugh with and touch casually, but never have —was all about to be over.
    Noah swallowed hard, gripped her hip with one hand and guided himself to her steamy entrance with the other. He eased in an inch, gritting his teeth against the hot silk of her wet sheath tightening on him, still rippling with gentle aftershocks.
    The blindfold shielded her eyes from him, and he cursed the necessity of protecting his identity so she could feel him—and not be
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    weirded out by the fact she was fucking Tim’s buddy and her boss. But damn, he wanted to see her expressive eyes widen as he filled her.
    He would, he promised himself. Someday, he’d look right into those saucy dark eyes as he gave her every inch he had, every bit of love he’d been feeling for years. First, he had to own her body, prove he could master it. Surely, her heart and her body were connected, so once he’d conquered one, the other couldn’t be too far behind.
    The claiming was going to start—and end—tonight.
    She gasped at the feel of him breaching her, and he watched a sweet flush creep down her cheeks, between her collarbones. Already she was scalding him. Killing him with her heat. What a way to go…
    He covered her lips with his own, penetrating her mouth as he pushed his way inside her body, inch by torturous inch. Under him, Lauren moaned, her sex clamping down on his cock, her heels in the small of his back.
    Slick. A smooth glide. Down, down. He tunneled into her in a seemingly endless stroke until he was finally seated to the hilt. God, she was tight. Silken. Better than any woman in memory. Better than any fantasy.
    He groaned, throwing his head back as she took him completely, the head of his cock pushing against her womb.
    “Oh, that feels good.” Her voice fluttered.
    Understatement of a fucking lifetime. Especially when she tilted her hips up to him and he slid in another half inch. Even his testicles rested tight against her now. He’d never felt anything like the electric pleasure pulsing through him.
    Noah took a deep breath. “Hang on.”
    She sent him a shaky nod. And he pulled back, back until just a fraction of his head remained inside her, then he drove deep again.
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    Lauren cried out. The sharp note echoed through the room, throwing a shiver down his spine. And she closed around him, her body sucking him back in, clinging.
    Jesus, two strokes into this, and she was already blowing his mind.
    He had no doubt a third would feel every bit as good.
    Better, Noah soon found out. Pleasure shot up his cock, coiling heat low in his belly, curling his toes.
    On the fourth stroke, he invaded her mouth again, mimicking the action of their bodies with their tongues. Lauren melted around him, opening, accepting, smelling so damn good. And meeting him with every downward stroke, tipping up to him, ripping through his control.
    But he couldn’t stop, even though he felt like he was driving a hundred miles an hour down a twisting road while blindfolded. He was destined to crash. Hard. But in this case, it would be so damn worth it.
    Not until Lauren crashed with him, however.
    Bracing his hands against her hips, Noah forced himself to slow down. Deliver each thrust with deliberate impact and maximum friction.
    Gritting his teeth, he growled