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swollen part of her against his pleasantly long and hard erection, making him groan. Desperate to feel his skin against hers, she tugged at his T-shirt and tried to pull it off, and promptly caught her bracelet in the stitching. “Shit.” They both started laughing, and she freed herself hurriedly, blushing at her incompetence. “Sorry.”
    He grabbed his T-shirt by the back of the neck and pulled it over his head. “No worries.”
    “Oh my God, wow.” The guy was all defined muscle and tanned skin with a very masculine scattering of light brown hair. “I’m speechless.”
    “Not quite, but I’m going to make you so very soon.” He kissed down her neck, his faint stubble rasping against her skin. She’d pay for that in the morning, but at that moment, she couldn’t have cared less. He tasted her skin with his tongue and lingered over the pulse point in her neck, sucking and making her sigh. At the same time, he slipped his hands beneath the elastic of her panties, cupped her butt, and pulled her against him, pressing his erection into her.
    He continued to kiss down her neck to the swell of her breasts, his mouth warm as it closed over a nipple through the lace. She sighed. “Hamish...” Threading her fingers through his hair, she scraped her nails lightly along his scalp and down to the nape of his neck, enjoying his answering shiver.
    Pulling her toward him, he slipped a hand behind her back, unclipped her bra, drew it down her arms, and threw it onto the floor. She closed her eyes, beginning to spiral out of control as he brushed his tongue over her nipples and covered them with his hot mouth. “Oh God...” The pounding of her heart wasn’t helped when he moved his hand up the inside of her thigh and stroked the triangle of lace between her legs, pressing firmly so the material quickly became soaked with her moisture. He groaned, and she squirmed against his touch.
    Before long, she fumbled at his jeans, flipping open the button and pulling down the zipper.
    After a few seconds, however, he moved back and looked down, amused. “What are you doing?”
    “The zipper’s stuck.”
    He had a go himself but couldn’t free it. Cursing, he struggled out of the jeans and threw them to the floor irritably before he rid himself of his boxers. Snatching up the condom, he came back to her and gave her a warning look as she tried to hide her laughter.
    She bit her lip. “Sorry. I was just wondering if someone’s trying to tell us this isn’t a good idea.”
    “I don’t give a fuck.” He opened the packet and rolled the condom on. “I’m going to be inside you in minutes come hell or high water.”
    She caught her breath at the heat in his eyes and then turned her head to let him kiss her neck and suck her earlobe as he moved his hand between her legs. She’d never been wanted like this before. His fingers slid easily into her slippery sex, and they both groaned at how turned on she was.
    “Nice,” he murmured, starting to arouse her with firm strokes.
    “Mm,” she agreed, drowsy with pleasure. “That’s...um...oh… I’m losing...the power of...speech...”
    He gave a short laugh and kissed her deeply before lifting her. He wrapped her legs around his waist again. “I wanted to make this last for hours, but I don’t have the self-control, and you’re too gorgeous.”
    “Here?” She gasped as she ran her fingers up the tight muscles of his arms, amazed at his strength.
    “Here.” He lowered her until the tip of him parted her soft flesh, and then he slid inside her, right to the hilt. He rested his forehead on her shoulder. “Fucking hell.”
    Impaled on him, she tipped her head back against the wall. “I think that sums it up.” She could feel him all the way inside her, thick and hard. “Oh Hamish, you feel incredible.”
     “You too, honey,” he said, his deep voice husky. He began to thrust inside her. His eyes were like hot blue flames, clearly enjoying watching her desire grow.