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after."
    He slid his fingers across her shoulder. Soft, delicate. His
palm eased down to her bicep and he took her whole arm in his hand, his fingers
and thumb touching. "You're so…slight." He would need to be careful
with her, and not lose himself when he wanted to get rough.
    Her fingers played in his chest hair. "I fool people.
I'm loud and assertive, and they don't realize I'm kinda skinny."
    He looked into her eyes. "You're not skinny.
You're…" What had his mom called it? "Willowy."
    Her brows rose. "That's probably the nicest thing
you've ever said to me, cowboy."
    Damn, she was right. He hadn't been very forthcoming with
his compliments. "I've got a few other lines that you'll find much
nicer." He tugged off his shirt and threw it.
    "Oh, uh huh." She touched him, his shoulders, his
abs, his chest, his arms. "You are packed, big guy."
    He flexed a little. "Helps me hang on to whatever I'm
ridin'."
    She lifted a brow and gave him a skeptical look.
    He laughed. "Sorry, that sounded a hell of a lot better
in my head than it did comin' out my mouth."
    "Try again." She smiled as she unbuckled his belt.
    The brush of her fingers sent wicked flares down his belly
to tighten his gut and tingle at the base of his spine.
    "I'm gonna peel this dress off you." With one
finger of each hand, he eased the dress straps down and did what he'd promised.
    As the garment slid past her beautiful breasts, his mouth
watered at the hard, peachy nipples peeking at him from under the lace of her
bra.
    She shivered and her lips formed a small "O."
    "I'll suck those perfect nipples into my mouth and play
with them until you rip your nails down my back."
    Kira swallowed. "Yes, I can do that." Her voice
came out on a breath.
    He lowered her dress to the slight swell of her hips where
it caught on her panties in back, hung up where her sweet ass rounded
perfectly.
    With a shimmy, she shook it loose and let it drop.
    "Aw God." Her body glowed in the setting sun.
Long, thin legs, a flat stomach boasting an outie belly button that he had to
taste. Her panties matched her bra, blue and lacy. Her ribs showed slightly in
a very feminine display that drew him forward for a touch.
    She blinked rapidly, her mouth opened as her breathing sped
up.
    The first touch of his fingertips on her skin jolted them
both, sending a bolt of desire down into his gut. He eased his palm along her
ribs and stepped behind her. He ran his knuckles down her spine, stopping when
he reached the elastic of her panties.
    "You can tear them off," she whispered.
    "Uh uh." He hooked his
finger under the band. "You'd make me pay for them out of my half."
Catching the label embroidered into the back, he recognized the brand from his
favorite TV commercials. "And I bet these are damned expensive
drawers."
    She laughed. "Drawers?" Then she shivered.
"It'd be worth losing my favorite drawers to get you moving faster."
    "Gettin' kinda bossy, there, Kira." He grasped her
hips. "This is the part of our evening where I go as slow as I please. And
I want to enjoy every second of unwrapping you."
    A little mewl escaped her lips. "Tease."
    "Yep." He sat on his heels. "Nothin' for you
to do but relax and enjoy it." He caught the sides of her panties, careful
not to snag them with his rough hands. Easing them down slowly, he revealed her
fine, firm ass…and a tiny tattoo. "What's this? A little surprise for
me?" It looked like a bunch of colored circles.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Dallas sat on his heels on the plush bedroom carpeting with
Kira standing in front of him, facing away. She arched her back and tipped her
ass in a mouthwatering display. "Balloons."
    He turned her a few inches until the sun caught the ink on
her ass cheek. "I'll be damned."
    "I've always loved them. Still do." She
straightened up. "Kind of silly, huh?"
    He kissed the spot, a slow brush of his lips and a decadent
flick of his tongue. Her taste, sweet and salty, burst on his tongue. "Not
silly at all." If he had to get a