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trying to reach inside her head and drag out her thoughts. “You’re so busy worrying about tomorrow that you won’t allow yourself any time for today.”
    “You think I don’t know how to be spontaneous?” Her words were spoken half in anger and half in disbelief. He had challenged her, something she couldn’t allow to go unanswered. She stepped close to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and plastered her mouth against his. Her breasts pressed against his hard chest. Then, very aware of his rapidly growing erection, she leaned her hips against his body.
    Oh, God…he feels so good.
    She could imagine that impressive cock sliding inside her. Her pussy tingled with need. It had been too long since she enjoyed a wild, raunchy tumble in the sack. Her vibrator continued to be a dependable friend in a time of need but didn’t provide an adequate replacement for the real thing. Damn, what was it about this totally unsuitable man that had her wanting to rip off the few clothes he was wearing, shove him down on the floor, and impale herself on his stiff cock?
    His tongue probed between her lips. She opened her mouth, allowing the texture of his tongue to mesh with hers. The sensation of his hand sliding down her back and across her hip to cup her ass sent a shiver of anticipation racing through her body.
    Blake pulled her tighter against him. It had taken him a moment to get over his shock at her suddenly aggressive manner. One thing was for sure—no way could this woman ever be classified cold as ice. Not if the earthiness of her kiss was any indication. It made him want to bury his cock deep inside her, and as soon as possible. His original plan for the night had been to wander into the village and grab one of the beach bunnies for yet another night of hot, meaningless sex, maybe even a threesome, but he would much prefer to explore the hidden talents of Vicki Templeton.
    He ran his hand under her T-shirt and cupped the fullness of her bare breast. Her creamy smooth skin excited his senses.
    Then, to his surprise, she broke off the kiss and took a step back. Her slightly parted, kiss-swollen lips begged for more, as did the raw passion burning in the depths of her eyes. His ragged breathing matched hers. He reached for her, but she deftly moved out of his immediate range. Was she playing some kind of teasing game? If so, he would have her out the door and on her way pronto. He didn’t have any trouble taking no for an answer and letting his pursuit of a woman drop. But he had no use for cock teasers and no interest in women who wanted to play little games of temptation while knowing they had no intention of following through. Fantasy games with whipped cream, body paint, and sex toys were an entirely different situation.
    “I guess that proves I’m capable of being spontaneous.”
    “So that’s what this is about?” He studied the determination covering her face, a look that did not match the passion still smoldering in her eyes. “Your need to prove something?”
    She stared at him in disbelief.
    “And did you manage to prove whatever it was?” He tried, but he couldn’t keep the sarcasm out of his voice.
    She squared her shoulders while tugging at the bottom of her T-shirt to smooth it down. “Yes, I believe so. I proved I can be spontaneous if I choose to. I also put the, uh, tension to rest so we can resolve the real problem without veering off course.” She paused as if to collect her thoughts. Her inner conflict showed on her face as her manner softened. “Look, I don’t mean to sound unappreciative of your offer. It’s just that, well, these are unusual circumstances, and I don’t know a thing about you. For instance, what do you do for a living?”
    Put the tension to rest? Those may have been her words, but they hadn’t come anywhere near to doing that, as far as he could tell. Not only did the sexual tension continue to exist, it had doubled. His mind reeled from her abrupt change of