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his tongue thrust insistently between her lips to stroke her tongue. His kiss was carnal and commanding. And all her fears melted. Her body warmed, and she needed to be closer. She leaned into him.
    Brand released her hand and gripped her waist, pulling her over his lap so that she straddled him.
    With her thighs spread, she was as close as she could be with clothes on. Her breasts rubbed against his chest. Her pussy ground against his hardening cock.
    Brand broke the kiss first. “Do you feel that, Angel?” he whispered. “That’s how much I want you. Why I never find the right words.”
    He didn’t need words when his hands forced her to ride him.
    She moved against the hard ridge and whimpered. Lord, she wanted him. Four years hadn’t changed anything.
    One hand slid from her waist to her breasts, and he gave her a squeeze. “That night, when I walked in on you and Nate, I didn’t make my presence immediately known. I watched as you came. You were wild. Touching yourself here.” He bent her backward, supporting her with one hand and nuzzling her breast through her shirt.
    If he’d asked her to strip naked, she wouldn’t have denied him, even if letting him love her would have complicated things. His touch felt too good.
    He mouthed her, pulling with his lips, then his teeth, centering on the tightening bud beneath her shirt.
    And then he halted, pressed his face between her breasts and drew in a deep breath before straightening. “I’m sorry.”
    “You keep saying that.”
    “I didn’t come here to make love to you. I came to make sure you knew I wasn’t angry with you.”
    Angelina quivered. Pulling back from the precipice was almost painful—she wanted him that much.
    “We’ve been apart for four years,” he said. “We should take time gettin’ to know each other—who we are now.”
    But he’d never changed. She knew who he was. More mature than she’d been four years ago, she realized his silences and his stony face were masks. Because he always had to be the strong one, he thought he couldn’t let anyone see his heart.
    Understandable, given the fact he’d been running the ranch and raising two younger siblings since he was twenty. And then she’d come along, and he’d taken on the responsibility of keeping her safe, something that must have complicated his feelings for her when he realized he was attracted.
    But did he love her? Did he know how? And he expected her to allow him to decide when she was ready for greater intimacy? Anger gave her courage. “Brand…”
    He let out a breath. “Yes, Angel?”
    “It’s not nice, leaving me on the edge like this.”
    He tightened his arms around her. “We’ve waited this long.”
    “I drove all the way from Austin. Left my new job to take care of you and your brothers. Don’t you think you should reciprocate? Give me something?”
    He narrowed his eyes. “Are you asking me to ease your frustration?”
    “I’m asking for an orgasm. You wanted honest, right? I can’t be more blunt.”
    “I won’t fuck you.”
    She smiled. “You don’t have to. But I need to lose my clothes.”
    His arms slowly dropped away. But otherwise, he held still, his gaze hard and watchful.
    And that would work just fine for her. Brand had humiliated and rejected her—and she’d forgive him for dumping her at the airport. Eventually. But right now, he owed her something. Her pleasure would make a nice start.
    Brand held his breath as Angel scooted off his lap and stood. As though he weren’t even in the room, she took off her watch and placed it on a tray on her dresser. She removed her boots and put them in the closet. When she pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it into her clothes hamper, he held his breath. She was really going to do this. She wasn’t bluffing.
    She wanted him to give her an orgasm.
    Not that he didn’t know how. He did. But he couldn’t go back on what he’d said, or she’d never believe he could hold firm. He couldn’t