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her narrow waist, entranced by the flutter of her eyes. “I hope dessert can wait. If I touch any more of you, I won’t be able to stop.”
    Allie raised her chin, causing his breaths to lag as the graceful sweep of her neck tempted him. “I’m not starving. Are you?”
    “I can always eat, but I’d rather kiss you.” He gripped her waist and hoisted her onto the center island. The instant she wrapped her legs around his hips, all blood seemed to rush to his groin as she muscled him closer with the heel of her foot.
    Allie rested her arms on his shoulders and dug her fingers into his hair as her lips worked against his. Her mouth was so much better than he’d ever imagined, impossibly supple and welcoming. He took in her scent, soft and seductive, like rain on a hot afternoon. There was no naming the fragrance—he only hoped to be permeated by it before the end of the evening.
    His hands slid under her top, her skin dotting with goose bumps from his touch. Every response her body made to his was a vote of confidence, a nudge to keep going. He sensed she was his for the taking and the most testosterone-fueled parts of his brain thought he was a fool if he tried for anything less than a command performance.
    He eased her t-shirt over her head, suddenly concerned he might be going too fast. Allie’s take on the pace of things became apparent as she bowed her back and eliminated the sliver of space between their stomachs. Her breasts were full and perfect and he couldn’t wait to rid her of the lacy white bra. He kissed the creamy skin of her chest as his hands went to the clasp. It wouldn’t budge on the first try, nor would it cooperate on the second. He continued to kiss every part of her breasts he could get to while her bra frustrated him, anticipation chipping away at his resolve.
    The third time was the charm. His gaze washed over her as he traced the edges of the straps before pulling them forward. “You’re beautiful,” he said as she ruffled it from her arms.
    He couldn’t have wished for a better reaction from her, now that her breasts were bared. She showed no timidity, planting her hands on the countertop, arching her back to give him free rein. She gasped as he teased the taut skin of her nipple with soft flicks of his tongue. A moan bubbled from the depths of her throat as he took her into his mouth, sucking while caressing the underside of her velvety breasts with his thumbs.
    Allie leaned forward and tugged his shirt from his pants, working on the buttons as he explored her breasts with his mouth. Her skin was so soft and alluring, with a taste all its own—his lips could have remained forever and he would’ve been content. His cock pulsed in his pants and he was reminded that no, that would not be enough.
    She pushed his shirt past his shoulders before he stripped the sleeves from his arms. Now that he had a few inches of distance, seeing her naked from the waist up the second time was even better than the first. The wait to see the rest of her, even if it was only five minutes, would be interminable.
    “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked in a breathy voice.
    His eyebrows drew together. Huh? “Do you mean you and me?” He stopped short of describing in greater detail everything he wanted to do with her, everything he wanted to do to her.
    “We’re friends. Our age difference.”
    He shook his head. “I love that we’re friends. And no more mentions of age. It’s just a number.” His hand dug into the silky hair at the nape of her neck. “You are much more than a number.” His mouth lingered over the sweet-smelling skin along her jaw.
    Her fingernails trailed lightly up his back as she moaned into his ear. “Kitchen sex could be fun, but maybe we should go to my room.”
    His brain momentarily froze after hearing “kitchen sex”, but he snapped back into the moment when she smiled and hopped off the counter. Taking his hand, she led him to the far side of the