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himself against her.
    “So good,” he whispered, his voice strained.
    She cupped his balls, and his cock jumped in her hand. He swore roughly. So sexy. Her body burned for him. She hooked her leg around his hips, bringing herself against him, his cock pressed against her core, separated only by the thin, silky material of her panties. Sam let out a rough sound, clutching her closer.
    She pressed her hips against him, and the sensation was almost enough to make her come again. “Now.”
    “Yes,” he whispered against her neck. He slid her panties to the floor, and they rolled together, skin to skin. Finally. Her body clenched in anticipation. Then he sat up, a strained look on his face. “Protection.”
    Crap. She hoped he had some because she sure as hell didn’t.
    “I’ll be right back.” He kissed her again, then stood and headed for the stairs. She lay there on the rug in front of the fire, admiring the fine sight of his bare ass as he climbed the stairs and hoping like crazy he’d come back with a condom in his hand.

Chapter Four
    S am cursed a blue streak as he pawed through the contents of his bedside table. He was almost positive he’d brought condoms with him to the mountains—not that he’d been planning to get laid, but just in case. But they weren’t here.
    Wait. His suitcase.
    He hurried into the closet, wishing like hell he’d remembered to bring a flashlight upstairs with him, but he’d been thinking with his dick, and his dick was screaming at him to hurry. Now he was freezing his ass off up here in the dark, feeling his way around the closet for the suitcase. Finally, his hands encountered its smooth, leather surface. He went straight for the inside pouch, where his fingers closed over a small cardboard box. Halla-fuckin-lujah.
    He closed his fist around it and ran for the stairs.
    Carly still lay on the rug in front of the fire, looking like a goddess with her blond hair spread out behind her, all of her lush curves on display. The firelight rippled over her, making her skin seem to dance.
    There was a song in it, but he couldn’t write it down now. Right now, all he could think about was losing himself inside her.
    “Thank God,” Carly said when she saw the box in his hand.
    He dropped to his knees beside her, sheathed himself in a condom, and took her in his arms. “I just met you, but it feels like I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment.”
    She looked at him with wide eyes. “I feel it, too.”
    He laid her back on the rug and positioned himself against her. She hooked one knee around his hips, taking him in. A hoarse groan tore from his throat. Holy shit, she felt amazing. And he was already struggling for control because everything about Carly was amazing. The infectious sound of her laughter. The way she got all shy, then totally blew his mind in the next second. Those big doe eyes, currently locked on his and blazing with emotion.
    Her body surrounded his, gripping him, urging him toward his release. He thrust steadily inside her, clinging to his control by a thread as sweat beaded on his back and need blazed like an inferno inside him. They moved together, touching, kissing, panting.
    “So fucking good,” he rasped, losing himself ever deeper inside her welcoming body.
     Carly cried out beneath him, and he let himself go. He thrust harder as she came, pounding into her as his own orgasm built, filling him with an almost painful pressure, then pulsing through him in scorching waves of release.
    He collapsed on the floor beside her, their bodies still joined, gasping for breath.
    “Wow,” she whispered. “That was…”
    “Yeah. It was.” He didn’t want to put words to what he was feeling. Not yet.
    When he’d collected his wits, he went down the hall to the bathroom. In the living room, Carly had slipped into his T-shirt. She sat with her knees hugged against her chest, staring into the fire.
    He pulled on his boxers and sat beside her. “Okay?”
    She