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his beautiful blue eyes watching her, hot and expectant So very aware of her.
    Her pulse tripped. She sucked in an unsteady breath and caught his scent—subtle aftershave and heated male flesh. Delicious scents that made her head swim.
    He stepped closer still until he nearly touched her, his gaze now on her mouth, hungry and waiting. She licked her lips and started to whisper, “All right—”
    And with a soft groan, his mouth was there, covering hers, gentle and warm and firm. His hands flattened on the wall on either side of her head and his chest almost touched hers. Not quite, but she felt the body heat radiating off him in waves, carrying more of that delicious scent for her to breathe in, letting her fill herself up with it until she shook.
    “Open your mouth,” he murmured against her lips, and like a zombie—a very aroused zombie—she did.
    He didn’t thrust his tongue into her mouth. No, he licked her lips with a warm, velvet tongue, gentle, easy. Then just inside her mouth, slowly, over the edges of her teeth, her own tongue.
    Asia moaned and opened more in blatant invitation, wanting his tongue. Wanting all of him.
    He slid in, deep and slow, then out again.
    “Jesus.” He dropped his head forward and she felt his uneven breaths pelting her cheek. He gave a short, low laugh, roughened by his arousal. “You make me feel like a schoolboy again.”
    Her heart in her throat, panting and trembling, Asia managed to say, “Made out in a lot of closets, did you?”
    “Hmm?” His head lifted, his eyes burning on her face, still eager, still intent
    She swallowed back a groan. “In school.”
    “Oh.” He smiled, looked at her mouth and kissed her again, a brief, teasing kiss to her bottom lip. “No. No, I didn’t. But I did walk around with a perpetual hard-on, and damn if that isn’t what you do to me.”
    Was there a proper reply a lady made to such a comment? If so, Asia had no idea what it might be.
    His big rough hands settled on her face, cupping her cheeks, his thumbs smoothing over her temples. He looked concerned. Horny and concerned. “I’m sorry if I’m rushing you.”
    She almost laughed at that. The way he made her feel, she wanted to be rushed. “Do you hear me complaining?”
    “No,” he said slowly. “No, you’re not.” His expression turned thoughtful. “Can I take that to mean you want me too?”
    He was so blunt! She hadn’t expected it of him. In her experience—admittedly limited—well-dressed corporate types were more reserved. She heard lewd jests from the factory workers all the time. And she heard the maintenance guys make ribald jokes throughout the day. But the suits … they generally feared sexual harassment charges and any kidding they did remained very private.
    Erica claimed all men were the same when it came to sex, but Asia knew that wasn’t true. Some men approached sex as a free-for-all. Her ex-husband had been that way. He wanted it whenever he could get it, whoever he could get it from.
    Some saw sex as a commitment, others as a challenge.
    And some, she hoped, saw it as a mutual exchange of pleasure, best experienced with respect and consideration.
    So far, Cameron struck her as that type of man. Finally, she answered, “Yes.”
    He let out a breath. “You took so long to answer, I wasn’t sure.” He rubbed her bottom lip with the edge of his thumb, smiling. “You’ve got a masochistic streak in you, don’t you?”
    “No, I just wasn’t … sure how to answer.”
    This time he laughed. That’ll teach my ego to get excited.”
    She covered her face with her hands. “I’m making a mess of this aren’t I?”
    “Not at all. You gave me my kiss, and that was more than I had a right to ask for.” Stepping back, he said, “I should let you get back to your friends.”
    But she didn’t want him going through the day thinking she
didn’t
want him. Because she did. More so with every blasted second.
    Forcing herself to be bold, Asia lifted her