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he’d kiss her this way? Not like
a friend, but a woman. A woman with need and desire pulsing through her veins.
She couldn’t believe it was happening. All the anger she’d felt earlier...none
of it mattered. Not now. Not when his arms roped possessively around her waist,
gripping tighter still. The skill of his mouth overpowered her. Drugged her.
    Caleb made her feel as if there’d never been another he held so
closely. Like he didn’t ever want to let her go.
    Having been surrounded by loss and doubt for so long, his
embrace was all Lucy needed.
    She threw her arms around his shoulders, giving herself over to
him, to his all-consuming kiss.
    Caleb groaned in approval, splaying his palms over her back,
bending her into him. His mouth claimed hers, engulfing her in blazing white
heat that melted the skin over her bones. His hands skated up her back, then
down to her backside. And when her hips writhed against his—tiny movements she
couldn’t control—his hands kneaded the flesh of her rear, digging in.
    By the time Caleb finally dragged his mouth away from hers,
Lucy was light-headed and gasping for air. Only he didn’t stop his assault. His
mouth smudged a fevered line of kisses down her neck, dipping into the severe V
of her gown.
    Lucy had never seen Caleb like this before. Although she’d
dreamed of his hands caressing her body, she didn’t realize they’d be so rough
and commanding. His hands covered her body with primal intensity, blowing away
her greatest expectations. Lucy had imagined how skilled Caleb would be at
kissing—he’d had more girlfriends through the years than she could count—but
Lucy never expected him to be this good. His kiss
buzzed down to her toes, tingling every nerve on the way down her body.
    When the hard shaft of Caleb’s arousal pressed against Lucy’s
stomach, she bit back a gasp. He wanted her. And from the long, hard feel of
him, he wanted her a whole lot. More than she could possibly take in. Warmth
pooled between Lucy’s legs, saturating her in desire, filling her with raging
need.
    As Lucy opened her mouth wider, panting for air, Caleb came up
to meet her and plunged his tongue deep inside. Lucy couldn’t control the
whimpering sounds escaping her now. With each swirl of his tongue, she lost
herself a little more. Held captive, unable to move from the spell Caleb had
over her body, Lucy was sure she’d stand here on quivering legs forever if he
wanted her to.
    “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she sighed.
    As if he sensed her surrender, Caleb slid his hands beneath
Lucy’s rear and lifted her onto his hips. “Want to stop?”
    She wrapped her thighs around his middle and squeezed tightly.
His erection pushed at Lucy’s center, creating a wave of anxious pressure that
built and compressed until she was soaked in molten heat.
    “Don’t you dare,” she said.”
    Caleb growled once more, though this time the possessive sound
came with a surge of movement.
    Before Lucy knew what happened, Caleb had crossed the room and
tossed her onto the bed. She landed at the edge with her legs hanging over the
side. Caleb knelt on the ground, poised between her legs, his mouth inches away
from her center.
    She shuddered, raking her hands through his dark hair. “What
are you—”
    “Shh,” he said, and in one forceful move, jerked Lucy’s dress
over her stomach. With another jolt, Caleb yanked her underwear aside, tearing
it to shreds.
    Lucy’s head snapped back onto the fur blanket covering the bed.
Cold chills of anticipation coated her body. Her knees shook.
    This was really happening.
    “I’ve waited so long to taste you.” Caleb spoke against her
sensitive flesh, his breath hot and moist, driving Lucy to the brink of madness.
She wanted pressure. She wanted his mouth covering her to take her over the
edge.
    Breath hitching, Lucy looked down her body, catching Caleb’s
gaze. It was greedy. Hot and a bit frightening. No one had ever looked at her
that way