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his pupils were black with ferocious intent.
    Heat flared to life between her thighs and she couldn’t look away. His hot gaze flicked down to her pebbled nipples again, and damned if she wasn’t getting wet in a whole new place.
    He reached out and ran his knuckles across her hardened nipples, and suddenly she wasn’t shivering from the cold anymore but rather because of his caressing touch.
    Her breath caught and held as she watched him lean down and brush his lips across one nipple, then take it into his mouth, fabric and all.
    He sucked. Hard.
    Her pussy clenched.
    God, she’d forgotten how good this could feel. She clung to the towel bar for dear life, not because of her ankle but because she was afraid she’d topple over if she didn’t. The dull throb in her ankle had all but disappeared. Either that or she was feeling no pain right now, which was entirely possible, because the only sensation she was aware of was his lips on her breast making her all hot and shivery inside.
    She resented the barrier of fabric like she’d never resented anything else. Before she could verbalize it, he reached behind her and with a deft flick of his wrist undid the hooks. Her bra slid down and hit the floor.
    She knew she should put a stop to what he was doing but couldn’t seem to make herself do it. The next instant his tongue circled her right nipple before he took it into his hot mouth, sucking and licking, while his hand cupped her left breast, massaging it to delicious sensitivity.
    All at once, stopping him was the last thing on her mind.
    Awash in need, she suddenly realized just how much she’d missed being with a man in this way. How much she’d missed sex. Nothing short of an earthquake would have made her move from that spot. And maybe not even that.
    While he kissed and suckled her breasts, his hands skimmed past her waist and continued on down her hips and thighs, dragging her underwear in their wake. The next second, he trailed his fingers through her nether curls and she sucked in a harsh breath.
    She hung on a precipice of anticipation.
    He was so close. All she wanted was for his fingers to breach that final inch, to touch her where she needed his touch the most. But he persisted in teasing her, coming closer and closer, so close but not close enough.
    “God, just touch me already.”
    Marcus grunted in satisfaction. “I thought you’d never ask.”
    He dipped his finger and touched her clit, circling it with sensual strokes before sinking into her slippery folds. A moan escaped her lips at the sweet ache his caresses incited within her. But the ache quickly turned into so much more. In no time she was naked, wet and ready for him. More ready than she could ever remember being before.
    And he was still fully clothed.
    As if he’d had the exact same thought, his magical touch disappeared. He all but ripped his shirt off. Hard muscles gleamed as his wide chest came into view. She wanted to lick her way around that chest but was distracted as she watched his hands unzip his fly. Which couldn’t have been easy with the fabric pulled taut across his impressive erection.
    How the hell she’d missed that , she didn’t know. Then again, yes, she did. When he was touching her she couldn’t think of anything else except how he made her feel.
    He pulled down his jeans and holy hell, he was commando. His long, thick erection jutted straight up against his belly. How had he fit all of that inside of his jeans? Her fingers itched to touch him, but before she could move he picked her up and stepped into the shower stall.
    Heavenly hot water rained down on them. She’d clasped her arms around his neck when he’d picked her up, and she continued to hold onto him as he lowered her in a slow, sensuous glide down his body until she stood before him.
    He looked long and hard into her eyes before his mouth slammed into hers in a devastating kiss. His tongue searched every part of her mouth, dueled with her tongue, learned