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accommodations. If only his voice wasn’t so husky at the end. If only she wasn’t standing so close to him.
     
    * * * *
     
    Giada smiled, pleased that she was having even the slightest effect on the big giant of a man. She’d wanted to affect Kentucky , which was why she’d been following him foot to foot around the room. She had him boxed in near the closet now.
    “The only thing I need from your room is a T-shirt to sleep in and . . .” Giada paused, leaned up to steal a quick kiss from him, and added, “You.”
    Kentucky inhaled sharply. His eyes registered surprise, then hot desire.
    Giada suppressed a squeal of delight. Did he really like her aggression? The brief smack she’d given him on the lips? She hoped so. There was plenty more where that came from.
    “You and I both know I’m out of your league, so why bother?” Kentucky said, suddenly picking her up and moving her to the side as if she weighed nothing. It was more like she weighed less than nothing in his arms.
    Desire surged through Giada’s body at being lifted so effortlessly by him. Kentucky was strong. The man was real strong. The fact that he was heading for the door in an attempt to escape what was happening between them turned her on even more.
    “You don’t have to be out of my league tonight, Kenny,” Giada purred, calling him by his nickname as she started after him.
     
    * * * *
     
    Kentucky stopped midstride at her use of his nickname. It sounded so erotic, so . . . right coming out of Giada’s mouth.
    Unaware that she’d been right behind him in his distraction, he abruptly turned around, causing her to run smack into his chest.
    They both moaned with need upon impact. Yet only one of them actually did something about it.
    Locking her arms about Kentucky ’s neck, Giada leaped upon him and locked her legs around his waist. Then, before he could utter a sound of protest, she latched onto his lips and went for broke.
    Kentucky knew he should pull Giada off of him. He knew she was so wrong for him. He knew a lot of things. Yet despite what he knew, he wanted her kiss and so much more.
    And so he surrendered . . . as much as he could allow himself to under his stepmother’s roof.
    Pulling her aggressive tongue deep into his mouth for a hard suck, Kentucky slid his large hands to Giada’s bottom and squeezed. He knew it would be soft. He’d seen the way it jiggled when she walked.
    “Yes, baby. Squeeze that thang,” Giada muttered against his mouth.
    Ready to oblige her, Kentucky first glided her hips lower. He waited until the moment her softness slid across his rigidity to give her that extra squeeze she required. They both moaned deep in their throats at that intimacy.
    “Oooh . . . you’re big everywhere,” Giada noted breathlessly as passion’s fire blazed even hotter between them. “Show me what else you got going on.”
    At those words, Kentucky took the role of aggressor, bombarding Giada with deep kisses that had her trembling in his arms. His kisses had her wanting, needing him, like she’d needed no other man on the face of the earth. And kissing was just one of his special talents.
     
    * * * *
     
    When Kentucky broke the kiss and carried her over to the bed, Giada fully expected him to all out ravish her now, despite how gently he’d laid her on the bed. She wanted him to ravish her. She wanted him to ravish her badly.
    He did not.
    Instead, Kentucky planted a tender kiss on her forehead and said, “Goodnight, Giada.”
    Her eyes widened. “Are you just going to leave me like this?” Giada asked breathlessly. She couldn’t believe he was actually walking away from her.
    From her!
    No man had ever refused Giada’s goodies once they were offered. No man.
    “I don’t have sex with women under Mama’s roof. It’s a respect thing,” Kentucky said, moving toward the door. He sounded only slightly breathless.
    Giada was about to suggest that they go to a hotel, when she remembered that he couldn’t