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on high alert as she slid a knee between his thighs. His hands tangled in her silky hair. He searched her eyes for any sign that she wanted him to stop, but he only found unchecked desire.
    He lowered his lips to hers in a gentle kiss that awakened every nerve ending in his body. She tasted like honey-covered strawberries. He wanted to devour her with rough, demanding kisses, but held back. He shouldn’t even be kissing her, let alone thinking about anything else. But the fleeting thought vanished like steam into the frigid air.
    The moment she raked her nails across his chest, he lost it. The need to claim her reared up to overwhelm what little restraint he still possessed. Who was he kidding—he’d completely lost control. All he could think about was the angle of his mouth against hers, and the way her lips parted without any additional coaxing.
    The shock of her tongue against his was enough to make him dizzy with passion. He deepened the kiss, capturing her devious tongue between his teeth before pulling back to nibble the edge of her mouth.
    She moaned and pulled herself further onto his lap, pressing her panty-covered pussy against his thigh. Heat radiated across his skin. She ground against him as if asking for more, and he was ready to give it to her. When his mouth dropped from the edge of her chin to her throat, she groaned and laced her fingers in his hair.
    “Touch me,” she whispered.
    His hands smoothed across her back before sinking down to her butt. He pulled her roughly against him, reveling in the press of her breasts against his chest. After leaving a trail of kisses down her neck, he scraped his cheek against the tops of her breasts. She shivered and reached between them to wrap her hand around his cock. He throbbed against her, wanting more.
    He released her tantalizing ass and ran his hands across her waist as he moved up her body. The bra had to go. His fingers trembled as he tried to unhook it from behind. The damn thing was stuck.
    Fuck it.
    He shoved his hands under the thick elastic band and pulled the bra up to her armpits. As her breasts spilled free, he captured one in his mouth. Wild with lust, he sucked and licked the perfectly shaped nipples while she writhed in his lap.
    Excited to the point of total abandon, he couldn’t hear anything but the pounding of his heart. So when he looked up to find Hank and Carol climbing the stairs, he jolted.
    “Shit,” he whispered while helping a now-frantic Abby pull her bra down.
    “Oh my God, this is so embarrassing,” she muttered.
    “Did we come at a bad time?” Hank asked in a saccharin-sweet voice.
    “Nope, we were just enjoying the stars,” Cody said.
    “More like seeing stars,” Hank said with a laugh.
    “Good God, honey. Leave them alone,” Carol said.
    Abby sunk down into the water until everything but her face was submerged. Her wide-eyed gaze snapped from him to Hank to Carol then back.
    “I’m Hank and this is my wife Carol,” he said.
    “Nice to meet you,” Abby said before flashing a clenched smile.
    “Madison said you’re the only guest this week,” Carol said. “If you get bored and want company, let me know.”
    “She’ll sic her mom on you,” Hank said with a chuckle.
    “She gets lonely too,” Carol said.
    “Thank you,” Abby said. “I should get going.”
    She hurried out of the hot tub, splashing water across the deck. She quickly wrapped a robe around her body, jammed her feet into her boots, and then raced off toward the house.
    “Sorry we ruined your party.” Hank grinned as he hopped over the edge into the spa. “I thought we’d be the first ones to break it in, but you beat us to it.”
    “Logan built it,” Carol said. She descended the steps and joined her husband. “We should have waited for him to get here.”
    “So what’s up with the new girl?” Hank asked.
    “Nothing,” Cody said. “I invited her to take a dip with me and…”
    “And things got a little out of control?” Hank