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a drink,” she mumbled. “You?”
    “We don’t have to do this,” he said, even as he reached out to cup her neck.
    She smiled, barely keeping the wonder from her voice as she brushed her fingertips across his jawline. “You really mean that, don’t you?”
    “Yes,” he said without hesitation.
    She glanced pointedly at the erection straining against his jeans.
    He gave her a sly smile. “I never said I didn’t want to. But no means no, Amanda. About that, I make no concession. If you want to stop, it stops. Now.” He dropped his hands and stepped back from her.
    She moved back into him. He was so warm. She savored the feel of his hard frame pressing against her. “What if I just want to make out for a while?” she teased, her gaze glued to his lips. “You have the most amazing mouth.” Did I just say that out loud? Sam would be so proud.
    He made a throaty sound as he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers. His touch was light, playful, utterly intoxicating. He traced the line of her jaw with his lips. “Making out with you does have intense possibilities.” He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Is that what you want?”
    “Is that enough for you?”
    His lips quirked. “I don’t relish the thought of going home with a hard-on, but I meant what I said. You control what happens here tonight, Mandy. You understand?”
    The dominance that bled from his voice made her stomach clench. She gave him a quick nod. “Right. No teasing.” Which suited her just fine. She was on fire and ready to give him whatever he wanted.
    He laughed, a deep, masculine sound. “Oh no, Mandy,” he assured her, “there will be teasing, and hopefully, a whole lot more.”
    She hissed in a breath as he nipped her shoulder.
    “You okay with that?”
    She moved her hips, caressing him with her pelvis. Yes, yes, she was very much on board with that idea. And she was done talking. Her clit pulsated. She wanted him.
    Unable to wait another second, she grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and yanked it over her head. His breath hitched as he stared at her. She was glad she’d chosen to wear the bra and panty set that Sam had gifted her with just for this occasion. The bra was an incredibly sexy, see-through lace that did nothing to hide her darkened nipples. Nothing like the basic cotton bra she wore every day.
    “My God, you’re beautiful,” Joe whispered, a second before he grasped the material and twisted. The clasp broke under his hand, the thin lace falling away to reveal her rose-tipped breasts.
    “Hey,” Amanda protested even as her womb convulsed, “that was new!”
    He ignored her as he rolled his tongue over a taut peak. “Your nipples are so pretty, Mandy. So hard, so ready for me to taste.” The heat of his mouth seared her as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. His teeth tugged gently before he released her and blew lightly across the tip. She arched her back as he pressed her into the counter. Desire overtook her as he latched onto her other breast. Every flick of his tongue against her tightened bud raised her need higher and higher. No one had ever made her feel this way before. She was desperate for relief.
    “Joe, please,” she begged as he feasted on her breast.
    “Bedroom,” he demanded. “I’m not taking you the first time on the kitchen counter.” He smiled wickedly. “But it does have possibilities for the third or fourth time.” He licked her nipple again before pulling her upright.
    “I don’t care about that. Here is good. Now is better.” She reached for his shirt and began pulling it up.
    He bent and scooped her into his arms. “Unless you want me to wander aimlessly around this house, you’ll point me to your bedroom.”
    “Top of the stairs on the left.”
    He took the steps two at a time. He was barely breathing hard as he carried her into the bedroom and set her on her feet. “Get on the bed.”
    “You’re awfully bossy,” she said, moving to obey him.
    He gave her a