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    where she’d forgotten to turn off the light before leaving to go down to supper. But otherwise, they kissed in the dark. She barely had the door shut before he pushed her against it and worked open the top button of her damp jeans. He only broke the kiss to nip at her jaw with his teeth. Not bothering to flip on a light, B.J. kicked off her boots and reached for his belt buckle.
    She barely unzipped his trousers in the time it took him to shed her jeans and underwear in one mighty tug. He didn’t say anything, but he did let out a groan when he covered her mound with a hot palm and kneaded her once before pushing a finger inside to find her soaked and dripping.
    B.J. gasped, clutching his shoulder for support.
    Her body quivered with every bone-shivering caress he gave. He barely nudged another finger in, 40

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    brushing the inside of her thigh with the back of his rough knuckles, and she almost came.
    She dove her hands into the waistband of his underwear and cupped his ass before slipping them and his jeans down. As soon as they dropped to free his penis, he lifted her, spreading her knees to either side of his ribs, and buried himself deep, plunging all the way to her core.
    Her head fell back, and she hit her skull against the hard door.
    “Mother of God,” she cried, unable to decipher if she was cursing the pleasure of him stretching her sensitive passage, the pain in her head, or both.
    They were doing this. They were really doing this. Of all the times she’d dreamed of being with Grady, she’d never imagined this…this all-consuming sensation: the dampness of his skin clinging to hers, the fall of his breath on her neck, the thickness of his hair in her hands. It was more than she could process.
    He didn’t slow his pace—not that she wanted
    him to. He surged back, harder and faster, pushing them both to the brink.
    Her body went taut and hot while he rode her with deep, confident thrusts, only to pull nearly all the way out before surging back in. She clung to him, clawing his back, and fought to keep from coming too soon. It felt like she was being pulled apart by a string. When the wire snapped, the explosion inside her was like lightning, zapping through all four limbs and coming out the ends of her fingers and toes.
    “God,” Grady growled and bucked one last time, grabbing her hard as he joined the fireworks. “God.”
    Afterward, he stayed motionless for a couple of seconds before easing out and sliding limply to the floor. Still in shock from experiencing such an earth-shattering climax, B.J. collapsed next to him, too 41

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    limp to move.
    As her breathing slowly settled, she stared wide-eyed into the dark room and listened to Grady suck in air beside her.
    Well. She’d done it now.
    Wondering what was going to result from her
    wild, unplanned seduction, she closed her eyes and set a hand over her heart. If he hated her, she wouldn’t blame him. She’d forced him, pushed him beyond his control. Grady Rawlings was one
    controlled individual. He wouldn’t take her
    manipulation lightly. Intentional or not.
    In memory of his dead wife, he’d kept his body as pure and chaste as a church for the past two and a half years. But it’d only taken a matter of minutes for destructive B.J. to come along and desecrate his saintly temple. Satan was no doubt grinning up at her, giving her a conspiring wink and the thumbs-up as she lay next to Grady.
    This was too unreal.
    Abruptly realizing her breathing had returned to normal while he still gasped for air, her heart plummeted.
    Oh, God. What had she done to him?
    “Grady?” she whispered, reaching out. He
    jumped when her hand found his arm. Body
    shaking, he was cold and clammy to the touch.
    “No,” she uttered and crawled closer, “Sweetie, don’t. Please, don’t.” She put her hands on either side of his face, moving her thumbs to the corners of his eyes to make sure he wasn’t crying. When she