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thought of actually sinking into her, of spreading those smooth, golden legs that he knew would open up to the sweetest pair of cunt lips he’d ever tasted, was enough to make him tremble, damn it.
    With perfect clarity, he remembered the first time he’d ever seen her. She’d been walking by his patio with Hannah, the two of them wearing bikinis on their way back from the pool where they’d only just met. Shea’s suit had been a deep, dark blue with a matching skirt thing tied around her narrow waist. It’d been all he could do to pay attention as Hannah had introduced her, explaining how Shea had only just moved in the day before.
    Ryan had been dumbstruck by his reaction to the delicate young woman, barely able to peel his tongue off the roof of his mouth to make the appropriate polite conversation. Then she’d smiled at him—her big gray eyes sparkling, her impish nose slightly sunburned, a dimple in her right cheek—and he’d thought she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
    And in her sweet little navel had been this glinting little spark of light. He’d tried to get a better view without looking as if he was staring at the shining silver hoop nestled there, but he’d probably done a piss poor job of it. Funny, but he’d never really gone for the whole piercing thing before Shea. But there had been something incredibly erotic about seeing that little hoop of silver pierced through her skin. He’d wanted to press a kiss against it, dip his tongue into the shallow indentation of her navel, and then flick the silver hoop.
    Hell, he’d wanted to drag her into his apartment and kiss and lick and suck on her golden little body from head to toe. His mouth had watered for a taste of those tiny nipples that had hardened beneath the wet material of her suit, his tongue itching for a long lick inside her juice-soaked pussy, and his cock had gone rock-hard thinking of all the ways he’d fuck her if given half the chance.
    Ryan had felt lust often enough to know what it was. As an aggressively dominant male, he’d always enjoyed a healthy sexual appetite, one that was probably stronger than most. Yeah, he’d felt lust and he’d satisfied it, but he’d never felt anything like his volatile reaction to Shea. It’d unsettled him, and he’d been trying to avoid it, running from it, ever since.
    She’d made him feel like a teenage boy trapped in the uncomfortable, yet exciting throes of lust. Hell, he still felt that way.
    And now, here he was, alone with her in her bedroom, her champagne lace-covered bed not five feet away, with her staring up at him like she wanted to eat him alive. Every single friggin’ inch of him. His jaw hardened, his stomach cramped with need, and his cock grew harder. Ryan closed his eyes and did something he hadn’t done since he was a little boy. He prayed.
    He begged whoever was listening for the strength to resist the one thing in his adult life he’d ever really wanted.

Against the Wall

Chapter Two
     
    The glow from Shea’s bedside lamp was soft and low, casting tall shadows against the book-lined walls and antique furnishings of her room. It was an intimate setting, and one Ryan couldn’t wait to escape.
    When he’d regained some modicum of control, he opened his eyes and glared down at her. He was determined to intimidate some sense into the infuriating woman, and equally determined to ignore how she looked standing before him, her sumptuous little body all but half-naked in that damn dress. “What the hell were you doing in a place like Red’s, Shea? Do you even know what kind of people hang out there?”
    Even if she didn’t, he sure as hell did, and knowing all too well of the danger she’d been in had his blood boiling.
    With her chin stubbornly raised, she glared right back up at him, ignoring his ferocious scowl. “Yeah, I know what kind of people go to Red Mackey’s for entertainment. Unless I’m mistaken, which I’m not, you hang out there all the