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yet.”
    Her lip quivered. “You don’t want me?”
    He pulled her tightly to him and rested his chin on her forehead, a controlled breath escaping his lips. “More than you know.”
    “Then what is it?”
    “You’re too emotional right now and I won’t take advantage of that.” He gently raised her chin and looked straight into her eyes. “And I think you’re scared.”
    “Not anymore now that you’re here.” She wound her fingers in his. When she withdrew them, some jet black curls tumbled across his forehead drawing attention to his clear blue eyes. She brushed the hair away from his face, the tip of her forefinger grazing his skin. With the soft contact, he inhaled sharply and closed his eyes.
    When he opened them again, his gaze trailed across her face.
    Amber moistened her lips and saw his eyes follow the tip of her tongue across her mouth. He shifted and she could feel his building arousal.
    “Amber, maybe we should get out of here until we’re sure it’s safe,” he said hoarsely.
    “I feel safe when I’m with you.” She rose up and kissed him. “Kiss me back, David,” she whispered against his mouth.
    “Amber, under normal circumstances…”
    She put a finger to his lips. “These are not normal circumstances.” She looked into his eyes and saw a barely controlled fire there that made her want to feel his body crushed to hers and surrender completely to whatever would happen. “Kiss me, David.”
    With a sound that belied his hesitation, he stroked her face gently before lowering his lips to hers and kissing her softly.
    It wasn’t enough for her. The fever for him raged. It mixed with the strains of the other unusual feelings she’d been having producing a hunger she never dreamed possible.
    “More, David,” she said, clinging to him, “Let go. Give in.” She pressed her lips against his and urged his mouth open to accept her tongue. She felt the fire build with every stroke she made until she felt him surrender. She molded her body against his, every single curve fitting perfectly into the accepting ridges of his form.
    Tendrils of her auburn hair danced across his hands as he massaged her back and she felt him deepen his kiss and press his body harder against hers. His fingers roamed downward to the curve of her hips and the unmistakable sound of desire rumbled from his throat when he slid his hands over her buttocks and pulled her hips forward to show her that he was ready for her.
    Her kiss curved into a willful smile when she felt how much he wanted her. In response she moved to the rhythm of his hips. Each time the juncture of her thighs acknowledged the crest of his manhood, she took a small sharp breath imagining how he would feel inside her. As she danced in a lovers’ aching whirlwind her body burned like molten iron in the heat of a blacksmith’s inferno.
    She didn’t remember pulling his shirttails out from the waist of his pants but soon her hands were roaming the span of his back, his skin fire to her touch. She traced the molded muscles under his ribs as she moved her hands forward across his flat stomach and up the carved lines of his torso. When her fingertips caressed his chest, she heard the sharp intake of breath that he released in a growl of desire. She trailed the tips of her fingernails down his skin and slipped her hands out from beneath his shirt, hearing him groan as she did.
    Her fingers moved to the buttons of his shirt. As she opened one and then another, she kissed each inch of bare skin revealed. As the last button was freed, she ran her hands up to his shoulders and slid the shirt from his shoulders when suddenly David ceased his ardent movements.
    “I guess I should have knocked first?”
    Serina Ward stood in the doorway.
    David twisted away from Amber, Serina’s eyes staying on him as she came closer. “We were… just talking,” he said in a voice still thick with desire. He shrugged his shirt back onto his shoulders and quickly buttoned it.