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she’d imagined how he would taste and feel in the throes of passion.
    Tonight her questions were being answered, one kiss and one thrust at a time. It was wonderful and terrifying all at once, because Alice was crossing a barrier she’d sworn not to cross. When Rich requested she join the tour, this hadn’t been on her agenda at all. A little flirting, yes, but not this . Of course, one hard kiss from Andy had broken her defenses like a vase crashing to the floor. By the time they reached the bed, the precious ache between her thighs was unbearable with a need only Andy could conquer.
    Soft moans and the sounds of wet, crashing flesh filled the room, drowning out the noises that had drawn Alice to his room in the first place. Her legs were raised high and wrapped around Andy, allowing all of him inside her moist warmth. While he’d inched in slowly at first, he was now pounding into her like he meant to punish, filling her with a rhythm all his own. Her head was swimming in circles and her heart was beating so loudly that she held onto Andy for dear life, clutching his back like she never meant to let go.
    When an evil grin crossed Andy’s face and he drew out, Alice whimpered from the sudden emptiness and raised her hips in hopes of being filled up again. “Please,” she said. But a second later, Andy flipped her over and dragged her feet off the bed. He positioned her bent over and stood behind with his cock in hand. Alice trembled in anticipation, arching her back to meet his inevitable entrance.
    Andy nudged his length against her slick opening, teasing her with the promise of fulfillment. He bent down and breathed against her ear. “I’ve always thought you needed a good fucking, young lady, just like this,” he said, pushing himself inside with one hard thrust.
    Alice moaned underneath him, clutching the covers until her knuckles turned white. Andy gripped her bottom cheeks for support, holding her in place and spreading her wide as he plunged with rapid, deep strokes. When a stray finger began working her bundle of nerves in firm circles, Alice shuddered and cried out, letting the blinding white wave pull her to the depths of a thunderous release. Andy followed soon after, groaning as he fisted a hand in her hair while he came.
    Slowly, Alice stood up and faced him. They were both breathless and struggling for composure. After a few moments, Andy cupped her face and planted a soft kiss on her swollen lips. “Sleep here tonight,” he said.
    “Okay,” she whispered, her throat suddenly burning. Why did Andy Steele affect her so? How could three simple words leave her trembling all over again?
    He disappeared into the bathroom for a moment, leaving Alice to her thoughts. She decided to get dressed, but just as she reached for her nightdress on the floor, a sharp slap stung her bottom. “Ouch!” she cried, jerking straight up and immediately shielding herself from any further blows. Andy hovered over her, still naked. His powerfully built body coupled with the dark gleam in his eye caused her stomach to flip. God, he made her so freaking nervous—and she loved it.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” The sharp command in his voice caused her knees to go weak.
    Alice cinched her eyebrows together. “What the hell does it look like? I’m trying to get dressed.” Though she tried to look and sound brave, her voice came out shaky.
    He folded his arms across his broad chest and shook his head. “No. You’ll sleep naked.” He pointed toward the bed, which was in a state of complete disarray.
    “I don’t think so,” she said haughtily. She scowled at him, trying to rub the lingering sting out of her bottom.
    Andy glared back darkly, unyielding. It was a side of him she’d seen glimpses of in the past. This was the Andy who’d dragged her out of parties after she’d had too many drinks. This was the Andy who’d chewed her out for meeting a guy from the Internet for a blind date during her freshman