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herself at Callum. No matter how ridiculously hot the man was.
    Instead of backing away from her, as she expected, he dropped his massive hands to cradle her ass and lifted her from her feet. Pressed against his bare chest, with his hands cupping her, she felt the impressive ridge of his erection slide along her belly when he raised her up. The distance to the couch was only a few feet, and he made short work of it, perching her ass on the back of it and fiercely taking her mouth again.
    This kiss was hot, an exploration into how wet and ready this man could get her in thirty seconds or less. This kiss was demanding, ordering Molly to surrender and cling to Callum.
    A hand gently tugged her head back, bringing her into a position that deepened their kiss. Bringing her closer to complete and total submission.
    Instead of allowing Callum to run the show, she took charge the only way she could. Curling a hand around his straining erection, she felt the tension in his body through the soft cotton of his boxers. As she gripped him, barely getting her fingers around his girth, he let a low growl escape from the back of his throat.
    Controlling him with her touch was intoxicating. His movements had stilled and he stood before her, hot and heavy under her fingers, poised on the edge of release. Every muscle and tendon was pulled tight. His face was raised to the ceiling, eyes tightly closed as he absorbed her touch.
    â€œCallum.” She said his name quietly, softly, as she kissed his rock-hard abdomen. His muscles contracting under her lips brought another heady rush of excitement.
    He hissed in a breath and when he spoke his voice was strained. “Cal. Call me Cal.”
    An open-mouthed kiss to the skin just above the band of his boxers brought his hands to her face with a soft touch. He caressed her cheeks with his thumbs and encouraged her to raise her face.
    She knew what was coming, and it wasn’t going to be her anytime soon, if the look on his face was any indication. He caressed her neck, where his grip had been tight.
    Cal chuckled and placed a kiss on her temple and placed her on her feet. “Come on. We’ve got thirty minutes to pull ourselves together before Chris gets here. I’ll even let you have the bathroom first.”
    Molly grabbed her bag from the floor a few feet away and practically flounced into the bathroom, not bothering to glance back at Cal. She refused to consider how close she’d come to stripping him naked. Temporary insanity. It had to be. They’d only met a few hours ago, and though he might be ridiculously hot, she had never just jumped into bed with some random guy. But damn did she wish he hadn’t put the brakes on their interlude.
    The next morning, Cal heard Molly’s little car pull into the lot downstairs, and Bo, the yellow Lab, gave a soft bark as he padded over to the door leading down to the pub. During dinner last night, they’d filled Chris in on the afternoon’s events. Well, aside from the hot make-out session. They had definitely left that out.
    Chris had convinced Molly to stay with him at his apartment for safety, but he couldn’t take Bo, since his place had a strict no-pet rule. So Cal had kept Bo, and Chris had gone home with Molly. That had really chapped Cal’s ass.
    He wanted to tell Chris to take a hike, that Molly would be staying with him and no one else. Even though every cell in his body wanted to claim Molly as his own, he also knew she was off limits. They’d rushed through getting ready to beat the clock before Chris showed up, and even though they’d spent twenty minutes bouncing into each other in the tiny apartment, little had been said.
    Now she was downstairs, and he was dying to get her alone again. Just the thought brought his dick to attention. Until he heard another car in the lot and a few moments later, a voice called out below. Well, hell. The afternoon staff was already showing up.
    Opening the