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said. “How are you feeling?”
     
    Mason’s eyes were back on hers, burning hot again. “Horny as hell.”
     

     
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
    She ran a hand down her neck, tracing over her collarbone, catching on the v of her t-shirt and tugging it down for a moment to expose a little more of her cleavage. He made a sound as his breath caught in his throat, and she smiled. “Am I sober enough for you?”
     
    He nodded slowly. His expression was dark, intense, and the surge of wetness in her panties confirmed that her body wanted this just as much as her brain did. He stood, slow and careful, and moved closer to her, pressing between her thighs.
     
    He was swollen and thick in his jeans, and she traced her fingertips over the impressive bulge under his fly. He groaned, watching her, and then his mouth captured hers, his tongue parting her lips and teasing into her mouth.
     
    She gasped as he nipped at her lip, and then moaned as he lifted her off the seat just a little, pressing his erection harder against her swelling heat. His hands were wild; one was clenched in the small of her back, balancing her weight against him, and the other was lifting the weight of her breast, his thumb flicking expertly over her nipple. Her hips were wild, surging against him, waves of want rippling through her even from that small sensation.
     
    His mouth moved to her ear, teasing at the delicate lobe, suckling the small amber studs that she wore day and night. His teeth nipped down her neck as she whimpered and let her head fall back to give him better access. At the point of her v-neck he teased his finger under the collar, brushing over the tops of her breasts. “This seems to be in the way,” he said. “Want to do something about that.”
     
    “I—” Yes, desperately , but— “Not quite yet? Okay?”
     
    “Yes,” he replied, with no hesitation. “After all, we have work to do. In a little bit.” And he went to the other side of her neck, bringing the hand that had been at the small of her back to other breast, kneading them and teasing her nipples simultaneously.
     
    Caroline sighed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and let herself enjoy the attention. His hands were amazing, sending shocks of electricity through her that were so intense and bright they made her hips rock against him all on their own, and his gentle groans and noises against her made her smile. At least she’s wasn’t the only one enjoying herself.
     
    “Wait,” she said, thinking on something he’d said earlier. “ Caro ? Who the hell called me Caro? No one calls me that except—” Everything went completely still, from Mason’s teeth to her heart. “Teddy?”
     
    He pulled back enough to look down at her again. His eyes were hazy with lust, but he shook his head. “I don’t know anyone named Teddy.”
     
    She rolled her eyes. “Munch. Is he still going by that?”
     
    “Munch’s name is Teddy?”
     
    Teddy was going to kill her. He deserved it. He could have called her to let her know that he was sending this guy over with something dicey for her to look into. “Theodore Sherwood Olson. The third. I’ve called him Teddy since we were kids.”
     
    “The Third. Three people named their kids that bunch of nonsense?”
     
    “Indeed.”
     
    Mason whistled. “That is a mouthful. Do you know how he got called Munch?”
     
    For spilling the Sherwood moniker, he’d threaten her jokingly. For telling that story about her cousin, she really might be in some small amount of danger. “I could tell you, but then I’d have to kill you,” she said. “Better we stick to the paperwork.”
     
    There was a long moment while he refocused himself, and then adjusted himself physically. “Can do, boss. Mind if I grab a glass of water?”
     
    “Not at all. Glasses are there.” She gestured at the cupboard by the sink. “I also don’t mind if you put cream and sugar in your coffee. I’m not going to judge you for that.”
     
    He paused as