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warmed his temperature even more.
    “You are a tad affectionate,” she whispered.
    His thoughts slipped and he spoke them out loud. “Maybe that is my weakness.”
    “Weakness? I don’t think so. You are very much in control of your actions right now.”
    He swallowed, and then placed her palm to his chest. “Are you not in control of yours?”
    “I think…yes…I am.”
    Shawn’s breath hitched at the same moment she closed the gap between them. The kiss that followed rekindled this need to possess her and to claim her as his. What had brewed between them over the course of weeks? It was like waiting by the kettle, knowing that the water would come to a boil. This reaction to have her was inevitable, just like their reuniting had been.
    Alexia orchestrated the rhythm and pressure for what seemed like forever, but the need to please took over him and he deepened the kiss. He grabbed the small of her waist and pulled her even closer. She was just the right fit against him. Neither too short, nor too tall. Just perfect.
    Their breaths became heated and her body eagerly leaned into his. Did she finally trust him? Had she finally realized the strong connection between them?
    “Shawn,” she whispered, pushing at his chest lightly with her palm.
    “Yes.” The sweet tangy taste of Alexia and pineapples lingered on his tongue.
    “I don’t know what to say.”
    “You don’t have to say anything,” he replied. “This kiss…your body…has already responded.”
    “My body might be confused,” she whispered.
    He lifted her chin, and kissed the underside of it. “You think so?”
    “Either that or it would like to know what you have to offer.”
    Shawn stepped back at least a foot, shocked from her statement. He didn’t expect it from her. She held his gaze, and there was no mistaking the assurance in them.
    “It’s not nice to tease,” he said.
    “I’m not teasing.” She closed the gap between them again and slid her hand up the inside of his shirt. Her palms were soft and warm, and he inhaled sharply as he stroked his abs. Sure fingers ventured upward and she lightly ran her nails across his upper chest.
    Alexia was a tease, and Shawn could only take but so much. He backed her up into the center island and took her mouth again. He slid his hands down her waist and over her soft mounds, wondering what she looked like naked. She was just the right size, and his dick hardened as he imagined fucking her from behind with her ass suspended in air.
    He slipped his fingers past the waist band of her panties, and dug softly into her plush flesh. Her breath came in pants, heated against his neck.
    “Shawn.”
    “Stop me now.”
    She grabbed at the front of his jeans, stroking at his erection. “I don’t want you to stop.”
    He pressed his lips tightly together and moaned. It was all he could do to keep from being too aggressive. She was tempting him. Tempting him to do things to her that he’d not done to a woman in years. He wanted to learn each and every inch of her gorgeous body. The head of his dick pulsed as she cupped him tighter. He imagined taking her slowly with long strokes, but blood raged through his erection and he didn’t think he could control himself.
    She unbuckled his belt and unzipped the front of his pants. It was apparent that she was the one in control of him. Her fingers eagerly slipped inside the opening of his boxer briefs to grasp the center of his need.
    “You’re…um…” Her voice trailed off as she stroked him skillfully.
    He grabbed the tail end of his shirt, lifted it over his head, and tossed it aside. They both glanced down at his dick as it sprung upward. She traced the most prominent vein up the length of him.
    “Like what you see?” he asked.
    She bit the corner of her lip, and nodded.
    Shawn slipped a hand behind her neck, bringing her in for another kiss. He lifted her shirt over her head to reveal the red bikini top. Venturing lower, he pressed his lips to her