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was just woman enough to want to know which version of Ava Sweet he wanted. The tomboy animal lover or the skirt and strappy sandals version she’d created just for him. “You can see that I’m a flesh and blood woman so now I’m worthy of your attention? Is that it?”
    Luke’s hand tightened on her jaw and she winced. He loosened his fingers a fraction, but didn’t let her go. “I told you on the phone I’d seen past the clothes a long time ago,” Luke chastised. And then in a much softer tone, “My comments to Pete hurt you. I’m sorry, baby. But damn it all, I didn’t want him thinking of you in a sexual way. I don’t want any man thinking of you in that way. Only me.
    Don’t let my big mouth ruin what we could have.” His tone went as soft as velvet sliding over her skin. “We’ll be good together. I know it in my bones. You know it too. Let me make you feel good.”
    He didn’t wait for her answer. Luke’s head swooped down as he took her mouth in a scorching show of possession and need.
    Ava did the only thing she could in that space of time. She dug her hands into the luxurious softness of Luke McGiffin’s hair and hung on for the ride. No matter the reason for Luke’s sudden interest, she was being given a chance to make love to him. Ava wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
    Luke felt Ava’s surrender. It was all the encouragement he needed. Walking her backwards until he had her up against the cold brick wall of the nightclub, he pushed his tongue between her plump lips, savoring the sweet and sassy flavor of her. She moaned and vibrated against him. His body hardened. Luke planted his left hand on the wall next to her head while his right gripped her hips in a firm grasp, then he lowered himself enough so that the heavy weight of his cock was pressed against her soft pussy. He swore he could feel her pulsing heat clear through the layers of their clothing. His hips thrust forward and back several times. He wanted her to feel the entire length of him. She needed to get used to his body against hers. Christ, he wanted her! If they weren’t in such a public place, he would’ve shoved up her tight little skirt and fucked her right there, amidst the loud music and wild crowd.
    But he was still reeling from Ava’s transformation. He didn’t quite know how he felt about her new look. She was sex in heels.
    Hell, every guy in the bar had devoured her with his eyes the instant she walked through the door. Had he not been dancing with her, she would have had a score of men vying for her attention. The image didn’t sit well with Luke. He wanted her all to himself. Still, his little butterfly had finally emerged from her cocoon. He’d damn well be the only man to capture and claim all that untamed beauty.
    Luke lifted his head a mere breath away and growled, “Open your thighs, Ava.”
    She stood firm. Both of her strong, lean legs clenched together so tight a slip of paper wouldn’t fit. He kissed his way down her neck and hummed his approval when his lips skimmed the upper swells of her breasts. He had the horrible suspicion that she was braless. The idea of her unfettered tits barely an inch from his hungry mouth was enough to set a blaze in the pit of his stomach.
    “Please, baby,” he begged, “open wider for me. I want to feel you.” When Luke felt her legs shift apart, he wanted to soar to the moon.
    He wedged a leg between her soft thighs and relished the gentle moans emanating from deep in her throat. Luke watched as her eyes drifted closed, her head lying against the wall. Her fingers tunneled their way through his hair seemingly of their own volition. As if attempting to pull him closer in her need for more.
    Luke knew he could do anything he wanted in that moment. She wouldn’t oppose him. It was a heady thought. Ava was always so damned headstrong. For her to submit to him so completely was intoxicating as hell.
    Beyond denying either of them any longer, Luke pushed