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shook her head. “It’s just wet and unpleasant. I don’t like it at all.”
    He stared at her, dumbfounded. He’d never wanted to kiss someone so badly in his life, and now he had another reason. He wanted to show her how good kissing could be. Women loved kissing.
    Kissing was a preview to what kind of lover a man would be, so he had to think the rest of her boyfriends had let her down in that department, too.
    Perhaps he could help her by showing her it wasn’t always like that.
    But perhaps he needed to focus on going slow instead, so he could make her his mate without scaring her away.
    “I’ve never heard that about kissing,” he said. “I’ve only heard it’s amazing when I do it.”
    She snorted. “I guess women will say anything to get you in bed.”
    “Do you think they’d bother if it wasn’t an amazing experience?” he asked, folding his arms.
    She stared at him, and her blue eyes burned with curiosity. It was like watching a fish trying to resist a tasty baited hook. Her eyes strayed to his lips, focused there, and she wet her lower lip subconsciously.
    Then she sat back, letting out a tense breath. “I don’t know.”
    He stood again, walking over to her. He reached down to tilt up her chin, raising her out of her chair. “Want me to show you?”
    She was having trouble breathing regularly, and a deep flush moved up her cheeks. She put her hands on his arms to steady herself. “I don’t… want things to get complicated.”
    “What’s so complicated about a kiss?” he asked. “I’m just doing this to make a point, and I promise not to go further.”
    “What are you, some kind of kissing god?” she asked. “Here to show me your magical powers?”
    No, just a guy who is falling in love with you, he thought, glad she wasn’t a dragon and couldn’t hear him.
    She looked at him hesitantly, eyes falling to his lips again. “I guess one little kiss couldn’t hurt.” She licked her lower lip again, breaking his last strands of control.
    But still he waited, poised on the edge of a precipice until he was positive he had permission to jump.
    “Just one little kiss, then,” she said. “For research—”
    But she didn’t get to finish before he cut her off, resting his lips against hers, gently, softly, velvet on velvet, as his hand snaked around to cradle her head.
    He held their closed lips together, just enjoying the warmth, the fit, and letting her feel his body against her. Letting her decide where this went. Letting her sense his willingness to please her in whichever way she decided.
    He would give her whatever she wanted.
    Her lips moved under his and then slowly opened, and he ran his tongue gently over her full lower lip, making her shudder. Her hands came around his waist, and he grinned against her mouth, loving how even that felt.
    Then he got serious, dipping his tongue tentatively inside, feeling her wet warmth, exploring her sensitive areas, reading the signs of her body.
    She squirmed, opened wider, her tongue exploring naively with his. He loved that she didn’t really know how to do this. Loved that she wanted to play.
    He pulled back and let their tongues play, and then when she gasped and released him, he dipped to catch her lower lip between his teeth, lightly sucking it until her nails dug into his back.
    So she liked it a little rough.
    He became more dominant, his hand around her head pulling her into a deeper, harsher kiss as his other hand curled around her waist, trapping her against his body.
    She nearly melted, and he took advantage of it to get even closer, letting her know he was here; she was safe. He would take care of everything, and all she had to do was stand there and feel good.
    His hand played with the sensitive nape of her neck as the kiss grew hotter, more sensual, the play of their mouths simulating everything he would like to do with her.
    Her scent was stronger in the air. Roses and musk. Delicious, driving him to kiss her deeper, deeper,