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restaurant I’d be kissing other parts of you.” He raised his head and smiled at her.
    Her lips curved into a smile. “Then what are we waiting for?” she asked.
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    Jack took her to his house. It was closer by a couple of minutes. At the moment, that seemed like too much longer to wait. He kissed her in his SUV. They made it into the house before they started ripping off each other’s clothes. At the door, he kissed her again. Once inside, he backed her up against the wall and kissed her like he’d wanted to since the night before. Only this time was better, because he knew they weren’t going to stop.
    He slid his tongue in her mouth, explored it, tangled tongues with her. With their mouths still fused together, he cupped her breasts in his hands, sighed, breathed in her scent. Light. A little spicy. A lot sexy. Her breasts were lushly perfect and he wanted her naked, now.
    Maya put her arms around his neck and pressed up against him. He put his arms around her and cupped her rear, slowly raising the dress. Maya raised her leg, wrapping it around his hips to pull him closer. Hands under her dress, he slid one hand up her leg and over her bare skin. He kept going until he reached the smooth skin of her butt, caressing it with both hands. Bare skin. Oh, God, she was wearing a thong.
    Maya untied the belt at her waist, letting it fall to the ground. “Take off your shirt,” she said huskily, attacking the buttons. When she finished, he slipped it off his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He wanted to take her up against the wall, on the table, on the floor. But even more, he wanted her in his bed.
    “You can’t carry me,” she said when he scooped her up in his arms. “I’m too heavy.”
    Jack laughed. “Not in this lifetime, honey.”
    In his bedroom, he set her down and pulled her dress up over her head and off. Jack gazed at her and nearly swallowed his tongue. She wore a low-cut peach bra, peach thong panties, and high heeled black boots that came up just over her knees. He felt his brain short circuit, barely aware of her soft laugh.
    Maya put a foot on his bed and began to unzip the boot. “Oh, no you don’t,” he said. “That’s my job.” Slowly, carefully, he drew the zipper down, kissing the skin as it was revealed, drawing the boot off and tossing it aside. He repeated the process with the other boot.
    She helped him unzip his pants, push them down and off, his boxers following. He helped her take off her bra and panties and then they were on his bed and he was holding her in his arms, skin to skin, mouth to mouth, sex to sex. He kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts, her belly. Kissed those long gorgeous legs he’d dreamed of wrapped around him. He pulled a condom out of his bedside table drawer, one of the boxes his brother Dylan had given him months ago, telling him to go get laid again before he drove everyone crazy.
    Maya took it from him, opened it and rolled it down, her hands making him crazy as she did it. Jack knew he should take his time. Should seduce her slowly. But it had been far too long for him to slow down.
    But Maya didn’t want slow either. She urged him on, with her hands, her lips, her tongue tasting his skin and her heart beating as fast as his. She opened her legs, and he drove inside her, seating himself deep. He pulled out, thrust in again, and again. She cried out, her body clamping down on his, and he exploded inside her.
    Jack rolled off her, not wanting to smother her, but he wasn’t ready to let her go, either. He put his arm around her and snuggled her up against him, angled her head upward and leaned down to kiss her mouth.
    “Hmm,” Maya sighed deeply.
    “Hmm,” he echoed. That was about all he could manage too.

Chapter Six
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    M aya lay with her head against Jack’s chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. They hadn’t spoken for some time beyond a word or two here and there.
    “Are you okay?” he asked. “You’ve been awfully