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his hands. His body radiated heat and strength. Her hands smoothed from his shoulders down to his bulging biceps.
    She reveled in the feel of his skin against hers and her hips rolled as he twitched inside her.
    He drew back with a groan and she would have followed him if he hadn’t cupped her face in his hands to halt her progress.
    “Hang on.”
    She had a moment to realize what he intended before he slid forward on the couch, wrapped his arms around her and stood, the strong muscles of his legs bunching beneath her thighs before he lifted her higher on his body.
    As he stood, his cock slid from her and she swallowed at the sensation against her most sensitive skin.
    With her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his waist, he carried her like she weighed nothing. The apartment wasn’t huge and it took less than a minute for him to reach his bedroom.
    Even though it was dark, she could see the Spartan nature of the room.
    A chest against the wall, another next to the bed that was smaller than her own at home.
    He pulled the comforter down and set her on the cool sheets before leaning down to kiss her hard and fast. “You need to use the bathroom?” She shook her head, restraining herself from grabbing onto those strong arms and pulling him back to her.
    “Then I’ll be right back,” he said.
    Nodding, she let her fingers curl into the sheets. “Hurry.” He sucked in a sharp breath, as if she’d stroked him. His jaw set and he nodded just once before striding through a door on the opposite side of the bed.
    She watched him walk away, watched the muscles of his thighs and ass bunch and move under his skin.
    Blessed Goddess, the man was a work of art.
    She was still staring at the door when it reopened and he stepped out again. He’d gotten rid of the condom and his cock had already hardened enough to stand away from his body.
    She couldn’t help her smile. He wanted her, maybe as much as she wanted him.
    Turning toward him, she watched him stop several feet away from the bed and let his gaze travel her entire body. He started at the top of her head, held her gaze for only seconds before moving onto her lips. Her mouth parted under his stare as if he’d pressed his lips against hers and she had to work to draw in air to her starved lungs.
    That drew his eyes down to her breasts.
    Kaine had never had any reason to care what anyone else thought of her body. She didn’t have an ounce of fat on her and she wasn’t overly muscled. But she definitely didn’t have a chest that drew men’s attention. At least not other men’s attention. John seemed to like what he saw, if the faster pace of his breathing and the hardening of his erection was anything to go by.
    She wanted to lay back on the bed and stretch, preen for him. She’d never considered doing that for anyone else.
    When his gaze dropped again, and settled on the dark curls between her thighs, she felt moisture well in her pussy.
    If he were lucani , he’d be able to smell how aroused she was. Hell, maybe he could anyway.
    His expression hardened with lust, the hands at his sides tightening into fists before he forced them to relax as he took the few steps back to the bed.
    When he finally stood beside the bed, she thought he’d join her. Instead, he stopped with his knees almost against the side of the mattress, close enough to touch, and crossed his arms over his broad chest.
    “I know this is going to sound really stupid after what we just did but…are you sure we haven’t met before?”
    It took all her acting ability to let her mouth curve in a slight smile. “I’m pretty sure I would’ve remembered you, John.”
    He nodded, releasing an amused breath. “Yeah. I feel the same. But damn it, I swear I’ve been dreaming about you.”
    Her heart nearly jumped into her throat. Goddess, what she wouldn’t give to have him truly remember her. And accept her for what she was.
    But that would never happen. This night was the only time they’d