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on the cheek. No, this was carnal desire. A man who needed a woman and a woman who needed to be kissed. I had to have her. By the way she kissed me back, her fingers tightening at my scalp holding me to her, she was just as taken.
    My fingers tunneled through her hair, over her back, pressing and keeping her near. My mouth slanted over hers and my tongue delved deeper, taking without request. Her pink little lips nibbled and gave just as much as they were getting. Her hands cupped my head on each side, giving her the control. My mouth ripped away from hers, needing air but still needing her.
    I trailed wet licks and kisses down the sweet column of her swan-like neck. She tasted like a warm, juicy peach. My right hand clenched her waist, keeping her close. My wounded shoulder screamed in agony against the brutal way I held her to me, but I didn’t care. Fuck it. My very own angel was panting and moaning against me. There wasn’t anything that could pull me away from her skin at this moment. The building could catch fire and I’d still be worshiping her with my hands and mouth.
    Those plump lips found mine and licked my bottom one before sucking it into her mouth. My dick was rock-hard and tenting the blanket proudly. Her hand brushed against my erection as she leaned deeper into the kiss, mindful of the pressure against my bandaged shoulder. I moaned and she stopped. Our breath mingled as she hovered close. Her fingers traced the ridge of my shaft through the blanket.
    My breath hitched. “Darlin’, you better not start something you can’t finish.”
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    His lips were addictive. I couldn’t stop tugging and nipping at the sensual tissue. Pulling back, I smiled and watched his face contort as my hand circled his cock, squeezing rhythmically. He groaned and it sent a wave of heat to my core, desire pooling between my thighs. It made me bold, wanton. Free.
    “I can give this to you,” I whispered against his open mouth then licked along the curve of his lip. God, the man was sexy. Everything about him screamed fuck me. And boy did I want to.
    Looking behind me, I made sure the door was shut and that the blinds of the window were closed. The doctor had just been here. It was unlikely that Hank would need to be seen again so soon. We had a little time but not much.
    “Don’t you think we’re moving a little fast, Angel?” His voice was laced with desire. I could tell suggesting we slow down was hard for him, but so charming and chivalrous. It made me want him more.
    I closed my eyes for a moment, weighing the options, but continued to stroke his cock up and down in slow, calculated movements. He groaned and I searched his eyes.
    “Do you think I’m a whore for wanting to pleasure you?” I wasn’t sure if I’d asked for his benefit or mine. Wanting to please him so quickly, after only knowing him a short time was unlike me. It was bold and daring in ways I’d never been before.
    His response was immediate and righteous. “Hell no! You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen and your kisses taste like fucking candy. I can’t get enough of you. You want to touch me Darlin’, I’m all yours.”
    Holding back would be too much. My entire body thrummed and quaked with lust, with the desire to please him. I needed to feel him in my hand, in my mouth. Kissing him hard, our tongues tangled as we drank from one another. He tasted of mint tea, refreshing and delicious.
    His large hand cupped my breast through my blouse, thumb sliding along the tight peak, making it pebble and ache. He swallowed my moan with his mouth as I arched into his palm. I dug my hand just under the blanket to get closer to his heat. When my hand met bare naked skin a fresh rush of desire shot straight to my core. Hank’s cock was quite possibly the softest thing I’d ever touched and as smooth as satin. All rational thought was leaving my brain, hell leaving the building. Right now all I could think about was getting closer, getting my