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his cock branded her stomach. He grinned down at her and palmed her arse, moulding their bodies together.
    â€œI don’t have a condom on me.”
    â€œThat’s okay.” Anticipation and desire curled through her. “I’ve got something else in mind.”
    His eyes darkened as she provocatively slithered down his body. Despite all the times they’d made love, she hadn’t got around to giving him a BJ. Truth was, she didn’t much like doing them and never offered.
    But the thought of taking Seb in her mouth was a turn-on all by itself.
    â€œYou know how to pick your moments.” Seb’s fingers forked through her hair as she kneeled before him. “D’you do it on purpose?”
    She licked her lips. “Of course I do.” Her voice was husky. She leaned closer and swirled her tongue around his slit. The faintest taste of salty male flooded her senses.
    He groaned and his grip on her head tightened. She cupped his heavy balls in one hand and wrapped her other hand around his thick cock. She wanted to prolong and savour this moment, but knowing time was against them gave an erotic edge of urgency.
    She fastened her lips around him and sucked him into her mouth. He tasted shower-fresh with an exotic trace of primal sex. His fingers dug into her head and his breath was uneven as his hips flexed, thrusting his cock deeper into her.
    Wet heat trickled from her pussy and her clit throbbed with need. She wound her arm around him and grasped his arse, and his groan of impending climax heightened the lust coiling between her thighs.
    His muscles went rigid and then he came, filling her mouth as he ground out her name. She swallowed, knowing that he watched her, and raw desire clawed through her at the thought.
    Without warning he pulled back and wrenched her to her feet. Gasping, she gazed at him before his mouth crashed down on hers, his tongue invading.
    One arm pinned her to his body in an ironbound grip as he worked his other hand between their damp bodies. He pressed his finger against her clit, teasing and circling, and with a choked gasp she came over his hand.
    ***
    When Willow finally emerged from the en suite, wrapped in a bathrobe and glowing with satisfaction, Seb almost changed his mind. But he needed to know how things stood between them before he left and he couldn’t put it off any longer. “Willow, we need to talk about Amber.”
    Her smile froze and eyes widened in horror. Frustration ripped through him. Was she going to let the past still rule them, even after everything they’d shared over the last few days?
    â€œI don’t want to talk about my mother.”
    He gripped her shoulders. “We have to. We’ll never be able to put what happened behind us and move forward until we do.”
    â€œMove forward?” He heard the note of panic in her voice. “What do you mean?”
    Fuck, did he really have to spell it out? “You and me. Facing the world together. That’s what I mean.”
    She stared at him as though he’d just spoke in Martian. “You mean date?”
    He meant a lot more than just dating. But dating would do for a start.
    â€œYeah. We date. But first we clear the air about what happened nine years ago.”
    She pulled free of his grip and retreated a couple of steps. “I can’t talk about that. I don’t want to talk about that. I know it was a mistake, but…” She hitched in a ragged breath and looked so tragic that if he didn’t feel like the whole fucking world was collapsing around his head he would’ve felt sorry for her.
    She might have enjoyed the last few days. But she didn’t think enough of him to face what had happened in the past and move on.
    Maybe it was as simple as the fact she didn’t want to have a future with him. Funny. He’d never really thought about it from that angle before. He’d always been so sure that if he could lower her