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who could climb on top of her and fuck her like a wild animal.
    Kenny swore aloud. He was in way over his head.
    “Sounds like somebody’s angry,” Holly said, standing in the doorway.
    He hadn’t heard the patio door slide open. “Sorry. I didn’t see you.”
    “Obviously. Is something wrong?” she asked, closing the door behind her. In her hand was a white, plastic bag advertising the drugstore in town.
    His breath quickened at the sight of her still flushed face and the mass of curls surrounding it. God, she was something. He could still taste her pleasure on his lips, which only added to his frustration.
    “Holly,” he said, “I can’t do this. I’m not ready.”
    Her gaze traveled to his lap, to his eager cock that at this very moment was betraying him.
    “You look ready to me.” Her mouth creased into a smile.
    “Yeah, well,” he said, tapping a finger to his forehead. “This brain knows better.”
    “Does it?” She took a step toward him, and reached into the bag. Pulling out a box of condoms, she let the bag drift to the floor and inched a little closer. “I risked my life hurrying back here. I ran a stop sign and almost ran off the road while I was fantasizing about how you’d feel inside me.”
    His dick twitched. Talk about sticking the knife in and turning it. “Holly, don’t.”
    Taking another step toward him, she licked her lips provocatively. “I think you’re afraid.”
    “You’re damn right, I’m afraid. And you should be too.” When she didn’t back off, he added, “This is stupid. We practically hate each other. Can you imagine what it will be like between us? A disaster, that’s what.”
    “I disagree. From what I’ve experienced so far, I think we’re going to be great together.” She closed the distance between them, clawing at the cellophane wrap around the condom box. “Can you open this?”
    Kenny swore, grabbing the box from her small hands, and tore it open. A dozen foil-wrapped condoms tumbled out and onto the floor. “I’m sorry.”
    He watched as she bent to pick them up, taking her time and deliberately wiggling her butt as she did so. She hadn’t listened to a word he’d said, and suddenly he no longer cared. He wanted her, body and soul. So what if she hated him afterward? It was right now that mattered. And right now, he wanted to fuck her with a vengeance.
    He grabbed her by the wrist when she stood. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Tugging her down to sit in his lap, he kissed her soundly, and then set his chair in motion.
    She planted soft, little kisses all over his face and neck, giggling as they made their way down the hall and into his bedroom. “Oh, God, Kenny, this is so much fun!”
    “Yeah, exactly my thoughts each morning when I climb into the damn thing.”
    Her smile faded. “I’m sorry.”
    “Stop apologizing and get naked.”
    She scrambled off his lap, set the condom box on the nightstand, and started tearing her clothes off, pausing to look at him when she was down to her bra and panties. Then, slowly, her eyes filled with a smoldering look as she unhooked her sports bra and let if fall from her shoulders.
    Her breasts were small--small enough to fit in the palms of his hands--her nipples a dark shade of pink and already standing at attention. Knowing they were straining to be touched and suckled, Kenny’s heart pounded wildly against his chest and he grew uncomfortably warm.
    He shrugged out of his sweatshirt and tossed it onto his unmade bed. The bed they wouldn’t be using. Holly only watched, a glint of fascination in her eyes.
    “Take off your panties, Holly.”
    At first she didn’t move, and then her fingers went to the waistband. She slid the pumpkin-dotted bikinis over her hips to reveal a thatch of dark red hair between her legs, and kicked them aside.
    She was naked, gloriously naked. Crooking a finger, he motioned for her to come to him. “Straddle me,” he ordered and she spread her legs, revealing her