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under her shirt and his fingers lightly brushed her stomach.
    “I don’t know what this scent is you wear, but it drives me crazy.” Randall found her lips again before she could speak.
    Francesca wrapped her legs around his waist. His erection pressed into her center and with her body, she urged him to grind into her. His cock was hard and she ached to feel it in her hand again. To run her fingers up and down his length.
    As if he was feeling the same way, she felt his palm begin to rub her inner thigh over her jeans. She clenched her stomach in anticipation, but right as he found his way to her center, a loud burst of thunder shook the porch.
    “Shit.” Randall broke the kiss and quickly stood.
    Straightening her clothes, Francesca noticed how dark the sky was. A storm was definitely rolling in. She hated spring time and all the bad weather. She expected Randall to reach out and help her up, but instead he was already over at his grill, turning it off, and gathering the food to take into the house.
    Francesca let out a sigh and realized things had gone too far. That make-out session never should’ve happened. Standing, she made her way inside right as the clouds opened up and the rain started to fall. She found Randall in the kitchen pulling out what appeared to be a counter-top grill.
    He looked up at her and smiled. “Give me a few and we’ll be ready to eat.”
    She wasn’t sure if she was hungry any longer. If it wasn’t pouring rain, she would be getting the hell out of the place.
    “How about you pour us both a glass of wine and I’ll meet you in the dining room,” he suggested.
    She had to look in several cabinets before she found the wine glasses, and she grabbed two of them. From the wine rack on the counter, she picked up a bottle of white. She turned to ask where the bottle opener was, but found Randall right there.
    “I don’t know about you, but the only thing I’m hungry for is exploring your body. Let’s skip eating and do this one last time for the hell of it.”
    Setting the wine and the glasses down, Francesca placed her hands on her hips. “You’re kidding, right?”
    “I’ve never been more serious. Ever since I saw you again, I’ve wanted one more taste. Tell me you haven’t.”
    “It’s crossed my mind, but that doesn’t mean it’s something we should do.”
    Brushing the back of his hand down her arm, he asked, “How far would we have gone if the storm hadn’t hit?”
    “Well, a storm did hit, so I can’t answer that.”
    He leaned in, his lips close. “Make love to me just one more time. After that, I’ll fix your car and you never have to see me again. I’ll even have the car delivered to your place so you don’t have to come in to pick it up.”
    Could it really be that simple? As much as she hated to admit it, she wanted to get between the sheets with him one more time. Taking a deep breath, Francesca nodded. “If it’s the easiest way to get you out of my life, then let’s do it.”
    In one swift move, Randall picked her up and carried her across the house.
     

Chapter 5
     
    Randy laid Francesca on his bed and gazed down at her. She was beautiful, and she looked perfect in his bed, gazing back up at him. Suddenly he felt nervous, the way he had the first time he’d been with her years ago.
    Rubbing his hand along her arm, he made his way up to her mid-section and let his fingers lightly caress her belly button. She bit her bottom lip before she wiggled a little. Francesca reached out and wrapped her hand around his neck, pulling his mouth to hers. She kissed him with a hunger and he knew she needed this as much as he did. If this was going to be their last time together, then he had to make it memorable.
    Leaving her lips, he trailed light kisses down her neck. He pulled her low-cut shirt down and licked all the way to her cleavage. Sucking on her breasts, he was able to free one. He swirled his tongue around her nipple before he drew it into his