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areolas. She shivered.
    He licked one fingertip and brushed it across a nipple, pulling a whimper from her. Flash-fire raced between her nipple and her clit. She bit her bottom lip and swallowed a moan.
    "Can you feel that?" he asked.
    "Yes," she managed to answer, her voice gone husky again.
    The sound must have pleased Seth, if his satisfied smile was any indication. He cupped both breasts, flicking each nipple with a thumb. "And that?"
    Her suddenly weak knees threatened to give way. "Yes. Oh, yes."
    He bent and took one aching bud into his mouth. Abby arched into his touch. Delight zinged along her nerves, coalescing into the heated focus of Seth's mouth drawing on her breast. She pressed into the lash of his tongue, her toes curling into the thick carpet. Seth pulled her against his hard body, the thrust of his erection like a ridge of steel against her abdomen.
    He nipped softly. She became sensation, taking in everything--the sound of her blood racing in her veins; the sparkles of light behind closed eyelids; his scent, totally masculine, earthy, and with a hint of cigarette. He squeezed gently. His mouth moved between each nipple, licking, nipping, and suckling. He slid his hands down and flexed them into the curves of her ass, as she helplessly pressed herself against him.
    A hungry mewl broke from her throat. She speared her hands into his hair, relishing the texture--clean and soft, silky and strong--and he released her. She rocked on her feet, struggling for balance both mentally and physically. Her eyes widened at the sight of the frown marring his brow.
    His eyes, cold with displeasure, caused an ice storm to shudder down her spine. She dropped trembling hands, wrapping around her stomach to hold herself against the unexpected chill. "What? Did I do something wrong?"
    His answer was to catch her chin with both hands and cover her mouth with his.
    Startled, she inhaled her shock, and he breached her lips with his tongue. He tasted like the Italian spices from dinner and something else...something earthly and primitive. He licked into her without a shred of gentleness, plundering her mouth with a low growl. She shuddered, surrendering to the onslaught, accepting his possession with moan of submission.
    He adjusted his mouth's placement on hers, tilting her head to his satisfaction, and feasted. Another moan poured from her as she surrendered, shuddering. His tongue tangled with hers, dominating, retreating, pushing inward again to repeat the process.
    He stormed her awareness. Her world spun. Then he pulled away with a moan of his own. She struggled for balance in the sensual mist that fogged her mind.
    His teeth nipped her chin and jaw. She leaned into the sensual storm. His fingers tweaked her nipples, bringing shivers and gasps. His tongue made a hot sweep along the skin between jaw and neck. She bared her throat to his teeth. His voice rumbled, bringing shivers and a pebbling of her skin. His breath stirred the wisps of hair beside her ear.
    He reached for the snap of her jeans, and Abby slammed into reality.
    "No!"
    He reared back, his brows crashing together like thunder. "No?"
    "I'm not pretty there." She hid her snaps from his hands with a sense of desperation.
    "That's for me to decide."
    "What?"
    Who did he think he was to lay claim to rights regarding her desirability? How dare he try to decide for her the status of her body's attractiveness? She knew darned well what she looked like. She'd display her scars in a fit of honesty, but, by God, she'd keep her belly fat hidden.
    He spanned her ribs with both hands, briefly caressing the underside of her breasts before stepping back from her. His hands dropped from her to dangle easily at his sides, but he speared her with an icy stare. "Undress."
    "What?"
    He did nothing but wait, his jaw hard and uncompromising. Tears welled in Abby's eyes as the silence between them lengthened. Who would win this battle of wills?
    Her lips trembled as she eased her jeans