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grinned. “I want more.”
    Her heart stuttered.
    His hands settled on her hips, and he bent his head, kissing her deeply, and then his hands slid down, under the skirt of her dress. His fingers slipped under the band of her panties again. There was a pause and as he pulled back, his teeth caught her lower lip. And then he was moving down, taking her panties with him.
    In a daze, she placed her hands on his broad shoulders as she stepped out of them. She thought he’d remove her dress next or at least her boots, but he settled on his knees, staring up at her through thick lashes. Like that, bowed before her, he looked like some kind of god come to life.
    He was beautiful.
    Chad inched her dress up. Only when the material was around her hips did their eyes lock. She was laid bare for him, her most intimate parts. For a brief moment, she wondered if she should feel self-conscious, but the near feral promise in his languid eyes made her hot and shivery.
    As impossible as it felt, more heat flooded her and a need took root deep inside. She watched, unable to look away as he placed a kiss on her inner thigh and then the other. The stubble on his cheek pricked her skin, sending a rush through her.
    Bridget had never been more captivated by anyone in her life. In that moment, she was owned and branded. She didn’t understand the feeling, was too lost to really question it, but a twinge of unease blossomed in her breast. A man like Chad would be hard to forget, to move on from.
    His breathing scorched her skin, and then his mouth was on her intimately and Bridget stopped thinking, capable of only feeling.
    And he feasted on her.
    Devoured her with his tongue and lips until her back bowed off the wall and her fingers delved deep into his messy hair.
    She hissed through her teeth as her body rocked shamelessly against him. He worked her, licking and teasing until her head spun and she was sure her legs would give out. The tension coiled so deep, so tight, and so fast that she cried out.
    “I can’t take this,” she said, tugging on his hair.
    Chad clasped her wrists and forced them against the wall. As he was, between her thighs and her hands immobile, she couldn’t stop him.
    “You can take this,” he said against her heated flesh.
    Giving her no other option, Chad proved it. Kept at her until she came apart, screaming his name as her release tore through her, more powerful than the first. She couldn’t breathe from the intensity of the pleasure, couldn’t even form one coherent thought. When the shocks eased off, she was surprised she even survived it.
    “That…that was amazing,” she breathed unsteadily. “No, it was more than just amazing. There are no words.”
    Chad rose swiftly, cupping her cheeks. He kissed her deeply, and she moaned at the combined taste of him and her on his lips and tongue. When he pulled back, the concentrated lust in his gaze stole her breath.
    “It was amazing.” He kissed her again. “ You were amazing.”
    She was? She hadn’t done anything other than turn to complete putty in his hands…and mouth. Hey, at least she’d stayed on her feet. That was amazing.
    Kissing her once more, he let go and stepped back, his movements stiff. “I need…a minute.”
    Bridget bit down on her lip, stopping the giggle that threatened to burst loose. She needed a nap and more of him—lots of him. “I’ll be here.”
    “One minute.”
    On the way to the bathroom, she watched him tear off his sweater and the plain white shirt underneath. Thick muscles moved under the taut skin of his back, drawing her attention hopelessly. At the door, he stopped and turned to her.
    Forget six-pack. This man was rocking an eight-pack. Good God…
    “Don’t go anywhere,” he said.
    Bridget didn’t move, probably wasn’t capable of it, until he closed the door behind him. Then she moved to the bed and sat on the edge, her knees weak and shaky. Chad had been right. They hadn’t even had sex, and she’d never