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actual relationship, he’d definitely resorted to being the master of his own domain, which meant she was driving him crazy with her far too skillful, entirely too-long-absent touch.
    He grabbed her wrist and shook his head. “I said I wanted to fuck you , not your hand.”
    “You and your one-track mind,” she said, grinning as she dragged one finger up his abdomen to the center of his chest. “Good thing we’re both headed to the same station.”
    Their mouths met in short, hungry kisses as he pressed her down to the mattress and positioned himself between her legs. She bent her knees and angled her hips until the head of his cock rested against her entrance. Everything about her—the tangy taste of her lips and tongue, the spicy musk of her arousal, the silky smooth brush of her skin—was so achingly familiar, he could almost join her in forgetting the past three years, almost sink into her as though they occupied some alternate universe in which events had taken a completely different course.
    Almost. But in the end, even in the heat of the moment, he couldn’t ignore the facts.
    He raised his head, interrupting their kisses, and drew back ever so slightly.
    Her eyebrows drew together in confusion. “What’s the matter?”
    “We need protection.”
    “Huh? I’ve been on the Pill for years.”
    “But not, I’m guessing, for the past five days,” he pointed out.
    Her eyes widened. “Oh my God, you’re right. I didn’t even think of that.”
    He hadn’t, either, until two seconds ago. But at least it was an elegant rationale for needing a condom that didn’t require explaining that they needed to practice safe sex for other, more mundane reasons.
    Which brought him back to the most important question, and that was what the hell did he think he was he doing? She might not know that they were no longer a couple, but he couldn’t say the same. No matter how much she wanted him now, he doubted she would feel the same way if she knew how and why she’d broken up with him. It was easy to tell himself she’d agreed to this crazy treatment plan and therefore knew he was keeping secrets from her, but that didn’t make him any less culpable for his actions. If he went through with this, he wasn’t sure he would ever forgive himself for having taken advantage of her. On the other hand, if he never made love to her again, he knew he’d never forgive himself for squandering this opportunity.
    Doing the wrong thing had never felt more right.
    His mind made up, he turned over and reached for the nightstand. “Fortunately, I have a backup plan,” he said, opening the drawer and removing a foil packet from the nearly full box.
    Later, she’d probably wonder why he had a box of condoms on hand if they were still together. After all, they’d passed the condom stage of their relationship by the middle of her junior year in college. For now, however, she seemed oblivious to the implications and instead helped him to roll the thin latex barrier into place.
    “I’d forgotten how much fun putting these on could be,” she said, giving his cock a few long, tantalizing strokes.
    He ground his teeth. “And I remember why we gave them up. You like teasing me way too much.”
    “Sorry, Crush.” Her sultry, unapologetic smile said she wasn’t. Not one bit.
    “Mmm, I very much doubt that,” he growled next to her ear, everything forgotten but the urgent need scorching his veins.
    She gasped as, in one swift motion, he had her beneath him. In the next, he drove into her wet heat, seating himself to the hilt without preamble. Not that any was needed. Her flesh fitted him the way a lock fits its key…and only its key. It didn’t matter that they’d been apart for three years. It didn’t matter that he’d slept with other women in that time or that she had surely been with other men. All that mattered was that this was where both of them belonged, and they were here.
    Bracing himself on his elbows on either side of