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center of her palm and along her middle finger before taking it into his mouth. Her lips parted, and surprised heat flooded her eyes.
    He stroked her small digit with his tongue, loving the complex emotions darting through her gaze—lust, confusion, and ultimately surrender, as pleasure eased her expression.
    She was so different from the women he ended up with—experienced, overtly sexual, wickedly dirty. He’d always thought that was what turned him on. But he’d obviously been wrong, because with little more than a kiss from Rachel, he was harder than concrete. Sure, he was pretty much constantly horny, but he was discovering that the physical need to fuck was very different from wanting to fuck because a woman turned him on.
    He was too damned old to be learning shit like this.
    “And,” he put her fifth concern to rest, “hell, no, I haven’t changed my mind.”
    That smile, the one that did weird things to his stomach, flashed again. “Then you don’t have to tell me anything. In fact, I’d prefer you didn’t.” She lifted a hand to his face, and stroked her fingers across his jaw, her gaze on his mouth. “I’d really like to leave all reality behind tonight.”
    He couldn’t ask for more. She was exactly what he needed when he needed it.
    He slid his hand under the hem of her dress and up the back of the smooth, warm, tight thigh lying over his. She turned into him, her breasts supple against his side, and lifted her hips so she could get closer. The sexy move made Ryker think about her doing the same as he thrust deep inside her. And, God , he wasn’t sure how long he could wait to get there.
    His stomach balled into a fiery knot, and he squeezed her thigh. “Damn, you are such a sweet surprise.”
    He lowered his head and suckled her lips. Stroked them with his tongue. Nibbled on the bottom one until her fingers dug into his arm, and she groaned. He moved the hand on her thigh higher. And higher. So warm. So soft. “You feel like heaven,” he whispered against her cheek. “Bet you taste like candy.”
    Her hand released, flexed, released, and she pressed her pelvis against his hip, rubbing on him like a cat. One he wanted to pet all over.
    “I can’t wait to get my mouth on you,” he whispered, kissing her temple, her hair. “Lick you everywhere.” The more he talked, the closer she pressed. By the time they got to the hotel, she’d be dripping. “Thank God we have all night, because before the sun comes up, baby, I’m going to have tasted every…literal…inch of you.”
    She sighed, turned her head, and pressed her face against his neck. “Too good to be true,” she murmured before closing her lips over his skin. Then scraping with her teeth.
    Ryker slid his hand over the little silk panties covering her ass and squeezed, pulling her closer. The softness between her legs rubbed his hip again, and she groaned. The lust settled low in his body spread. Her hand dropped to his thigh, and heat gathered beneath her touch and rose into his groin.
    Then she stroked his entire package, cupping his balls, rubbing his length. A bold, confident move that made Ryker suck air and grit his teeth against the urge to get noisy. He almost lost it when she closed her hand on his cock and gave a little tug. He pressed his mouth to her hair and groaned. Tightened the hand on her ass.
    “Want you…” she whispered, her fingers moving to the button of his pants. . “So bad…”
    “Rachel,” he said, struggling to keep his thoughts above the haze quickly filling his brain. “We’re not alone.”
    “It’s dark.” She pulled his earlobe between her teeth, bit gently, then suckled, all while sliding his zipper down.
    He wanted to do her right here. Right now. Knew he couldn’t. But checked on the passengers and found two caught up in their phones. The other had his head back against the seat as if he were dozing. Ryker glanced at the driver, who was humming, her gaze darting out the side window,