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fondled her and sought entry through the thick material into the crevice between her cheeks. She vowed never to wear slacks again. But that mistake wouldn’t stop her.
    He pressed his mouth to hers as she fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. Vaguely, she wondered how she’d managed to unbutton all of them when she’d only touched the first button, but that was a question for another time. Instead, she concentrated on the hard, hot flesh searing her palms as she slid her hands over the firmness of his chest.
    Tanner gripped her harder, rubbing against her until she was ready to scream for him to take her. Only his mouth on hers stopped her cries. He lashed her tongue with his in a teasing game of hide-and-seek. Then, when she was sure she would faint from lack of air, he pulled back, giving her a precious moment to breathe before taking it away again as he nibbled on her bottom lip. A groan broke free, and she wanted to hit him. Not to get away but to hurry him along. She tugged his hair free of the ponytail so she could clutch a handful and keep him close.
    “Damn, I wish you hadn’t worn slacks.”
    She laughed, happy he’d had the same thought. “I could say the same for you.”
    His chuckle, so manly and filled with sex, tickled her neck. “Next time I’ll wear a kilt.”
    She would’ve responded but couldn’t when his mouth found her nipple. When had he undone her blouse and tugged her bra aside? Pleasant zings of pain speared into her and she pushed against him, wanting to give him more of her aching nipple. Hell, she wished he could take her whole breast into his mouth.
    He fondled one breast as he nipped at the other. Her slacks fell open without warning, without her feeling his hand there until he found her damp curls below. She tightened her legs, holding him yet trying to give him room to find her clit. When he did, one finger, then another spread her folds to find the heat between her legs, and she cried out. The rumble of his moan flowed from his chest into hers, and he massaged her, bringing the threat of unconsciousness as an orgasm shuddered through her.
    He lowered her legs to the floor, letting her slacks puddle around her ankles, and she uttered a protest. He chuckled again, dropped his body lower and tugged her thong down to join her slacks. She slipped her hands from his hair—hair that was inching outward from his head—over his shoulders and pushed his shirt aside. She cried out again as his mouth found another place to kiss. A flash of stunning heat zipped through her like a sexual forest fire, and for a moment, she thought she’d been struck by a thousand matches.
    He drove his tongue across her throbbing nub to elicit short blasts of release. Although she was unsteady on her feet, her legs suddenly unable to support her, she knew he wouldn’t let her fall.
    She looked down and almost passed out from the sight of his dark head between her legs. He sucked, licked, nibbled at her, at once teasing her and fulfilling her wildest fantasy. Digging her fingernails into his bare skin, she held on.
    “Stars and moon, sis!”
    “Holy crap, Hilly!”

Chapter Three
     
    Hilly inhaled but couldn’t, wouldn’t break free of Tanner. Tanner held on to her, wiped his mouth, then stood to greet her sisters.
    She gaped at Meg and Allie, her heart threatening to break out of her chest. Lingering lust mixed with shock and humiliation. Blinking, she struggled to calm her wild emotions. She clung to Tanner and dragged in a long, slow breath.
    What have I done? She started to speak but couldn’t find the right words.
    Allie fumbled with the box of napkins she carried, her shocked expression giving way to embarrassment. An embarrassment that couldn’t equal Hilly’s own mortification. Meg, on the other hand, crossed her arms, a bemused expression lighting her face.
    Still needing Tanner’s support, Hilly pivoted, placing her back to her sisters, and straightened her clothes as quickly as she