Burns So Bad (Smoke Jumpers)

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Authors: Anne Marsh
corner of his mouth. “As opposed to on the porch.”
    When he smiled, she wanted to run
    her tongue over his bottom lip until he moaned. Bad libido .
    “I’m not ready for bed,” she said
    and placed her hand on his chest.
    He looked shocked—and that
    made her giggle. And move closer. She could feel the hard pounding of his heart
    trapped beneath her palm. “A man with your kind of reputation shouldn’t be so
    easy to shock. I’m disappointed.”
    “Can’t have that,” he drawled.
    Bracing one hand against the doorframe, he snaked the other hand around her
    waist and drew her towards him.
    ###
    Rio tightened his arm around Gia’s
    waist and swung her into the shadows. They weren’t entirely alone—no one
    ever was at base camp—but darkness created an illusion of privacy.
    Arousal
    or tequila had pink flushing her cheekbones, and when she shifted her head, her
    chopped-off hair brushed the line of her jaw the way he wanted to.
    “I’m
    kissing you now,” he warned. To hell with what he should or shouldn’t do. This
    was just a kiss and one kiss couldn’t possibly hurt.
    And
    he was the king of rationalization.
    “It’s
    about time.” She grinned and leaned back against the cabin.
    He
    wanted her leaning into him, wanted her begging for more, so he gently thumbed
    the blouse away from the smooth skin of her shoulder. The soft fabric snagged
    on his calloused fingers then fell away. Hell
    yeah. He cupped her tanned shoulders and pulled her towards him, done
    waiting.
    She
    deserved sweet, but he didn’t give it to her. No, he pulled her right up
    against him and wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her there. The move
    pressed her breasts against his shirt and, even through the layers of clothing
    separating them, he could feel her.
    Her nipples were hard. That was the
    one coherent thought left in his brain as he covered her mouth with his. She
    wanted him. And he could take advantage of that. He brushed his lips over hers,
    capturing her small gasp.
    “See?” He whispered the question
    against the corner of her mouth. “Kissing.”
    Her response was half-sigh,
    half-gasp, which he decided was all permission. He threaded a hand through her
    hair, tilting her head back. And kissed her. A raw, hot, possessive kiss. He
    thrust his tongue into her mouth, familiarizing himself with the taste of her.
    He kissed her thoroughly, leaving nowhere untouched, and she moaned, opening
    wider, letting him take her mouth so completely, he wasn’t sure where he ended
    and she began. His own heated response shouldn’t have been a
    surprise—hell, he’d started this and had the hard-on to prove
    it—but at some point their kiss stopped being an exercise in sensual dominance
    and became something more . Something
    he had no intention of stopping because, Christ, Gia Jackson could kiss.
    ###
    Rio lifted his head and she wanted
    to groan in protest. To draw him back to her, but he had that look on his face. The one that said he wanted to do some more
    talking instead of more kissing.
    “I don’t play nice in bed.” His
    eyes didn’t move from her face as he warned her, and yet she felt undressed. Naked .
    “Maybe
    I don’t mind.” Leaning forward, she curled her fingers around his right arm. He
    had powerful biceps, probably from all that sailing he did. In fact, there was
    nothing soft about him, just a strangely attractive masculine power leashed
    beneath the skin. He could do whatever he wanted and she wouldn’t be able to
    stop him. That should have scared the piss out of her because she wasn’t ready
    for his kind of sexual games. But this was Rio. When push came to shove, he’d
    always do the right thing—and doing the right thing meant not hurting
    her. She believed that with everything she had.
    “You
    should.” One hand braced against
    her door, he leaned into her. Now even going forward wasn’t an option. She was
    going to stay put until he let her go. “You should turn around, go
    inside

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