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shivering gasps, while her pleasure bordered on near insanity. She was nearly overcome, trembling with the need for more. He pulled slightly away from her and licked his fingers.
    Lexie shuddered as she watched his eyes close in obvious enjoyment. She trembled in her need for more of this man’s touch.
    “You want to taste how good this is?”
    This was the sexiest moment in her entire life. She didn’t respond. She couldn’t. She’d never known passion like this, never suffered under the weight of this kind of lust.
    His fingers, wet again with her juices, painted her lips just before she hungrily sucked them into her mouth. Lexie’s heart pounded like a hammer in her chest. Breathless with anticipation, she wondered if she’d live through it. She couldn’t catch her breath. All but this man blurred out of focus. In a daze of passion, she was helpless.
    “Tell me, Lexie. Tell me you want me to touch you again.”
    “I do. Touch me. Never stop touching me,” she mindlessly replied.
    He groaned as he knelt between her legs and drew his zipper down. His dick was enormous, thick and long. Her breathing was nearly non-existent as she waited. She shivered in anticipation. Her hips rose from the couch daring him to refuse her. She trembled in near desperation to feel him inside her.
    The moment he reached for her again, he frowned. “Lexie, someone’s pounding on your door.”
    “I know,” she said on a sigh. Dazed, she sat up and searched the floor for her shorts. It took a moment for her to overcome the passion, for her mind to catch up. At last, she saw them on the floor by his kitchen counter. She blinked in obvious confusion as his words finally registered. “Someone’s pounding,” she said as if he hadn’t just said as much. “Why?”
    “Let’s take a look.”
    She was pulling her shorts into place when they heard the sound of wood splintering. Her hands shook as she yanked her shirt closed and buttoned it. She had only one shoe on. For some reason, she couldn’t manage to slide her bare foot into the other. Finally, she grabbed it.
    He took her free hand in his as they hurried from his apartment.
    “What are you doing?” she almost yelled at the firefighter presently attacking her door.
    He and two of his mates turned to look at her. She may not have known what they were doing, but there couldn’t have been a doubt in anyone’s mind what she’d been about. She’d missed two buttons, while the rest, buttoned crookedly, left a gaping space and a good portion of one breast partially exposed. She knew her hair was mused and felt her lips swollen. She wore only one shoe. “Someone’s inside. Stay out of the way.”
    “No one is in there. This is my apartment.”
    “Lady, we got a call saying a woman went to look at something burning.”
    “Oh my God, that was me.”
    “What? You reported a false alarm?”
    “No, no, no,” she said with a quick shake of her head. “That wasn’t me. I told my neighbor something was boiling over and,” her face grew hot as she realized what she’d done, “I-I-,” she stuttered, “I forgot to get back to her.”
    “We’ll need to make sure everything is all right.”
    Another firefighter grinned and said, “Sorry about the door.”
    They checked the stove and were gone within five minutes, leaving her with a destroyed door. There was no way she could stay there with her door only half in evidence, hanging uselessly, on only one hinge, halfway to the floor. The floor was littered with pieces of chopped and splintered wood. She put on her shoe and took a broom from her closet.
    “Are you all right, dear? I was so worried. Oh my, look what they did to your door. How awful,” Mrs. Morgan said taking in the destruction. “They were pounding on the door. Why didn’t you answer them?”
    Lexie managed to keep her groan to herself.
    Jim was also looking at her door. “I think Home Depot is open ‘til 10. I’ll get something. You’re going to need solid