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and wrong, life and death—nothing fucking mattered.
    My back bowed as he delved deeper into me with each thrust, beckoning me closer and closer toward the edge I was so desperate to reach. I bit into his shoulder and he increased his tempo until my thighs were quivering. My toes curled in delightful agony as every nerve in my body coiled in preparation for the relief I so severely craved.
    Dare continued to wind me tighter and tighter, his fingers pumping in and out while his tongue skillfully flicked my nipple. He was everywhere, moving faster and harder with each stroke and every lick until I could no longer tell where he ended and I began.
    Waves of pleasure crashed into me as I came undone with a guttural scream. My body rocked off the table, crumpling against him. And there was something… sweet …about collapsing into Dare’s arms.
    Jesus . Had I really just thought that? This guy was not only driving me physically insane, he was clearly also messing with my head. Both my body and mind were so full of him I didn’t have room for anything else. I just wanted to exist in the present.
    I wasn’t sure I’d ever felt that way in my entire life.
    Wanting to hang on to the high, I slipped my hands into the back pocket of his jeans and dug my fingers into the firm flesh of his ass to draw him closer. The heat of his erection pressed against my naked core, driving me wild as I reached for the top button of his jeans.
    “Condom?” I whispered, urgently ripping the button open. I always carried some in my purse, but my clutch was somewhere on the floor buried amidst the trail of clothes. There was no way in hell was I going to disengage from THIS to go search for it.
    Dare nodded his chin across the room. “Nightstand.” Then he picked me up and carried me to his bed.
    And everything slowed down.
    His hands released me, and I slid down the front of him inch by inch until my feet touched the floor, my legs shaking, my body aching with need.
    “I want you naked.” His voice was low and husky, sending shivers over my skin.
    I reached for the zipper on my back, but he grabbed my wrist to stop me. Placing one hand on my hip, he slowly turned me around so that I was facing away from him. His fingers found the zipper and he dragged it down, taking his sweet time to get all the way to the bottom. My dress opening and our ragged breaths were the only sounds in the quiet room. Leisurely, he guided the dress down my body, letting the fabric caress my skin. It fell to the floor, pooling at my feet in a silky heap, and I stepped out of it.
    I was about to turn and face him when he whispered, “Wait.” He moved my hair over my shoulder, exposing my bare back. “I want to see you.” His fingers glided over my neck and upper back, then trailed down my spine and skimmed over the curve of my ass. “All of you.”
    He kissed one shoulder, then the other, making his way up my neck to my ear.
    “You’re beautiful, Reagan.”
    The heat from his lips shot through my naked body, burrowing deep inside me as his fingers trailed down the back of my thighs. He slid them toward the ache between my legs, brushing me gently, drawing out a moan from my lips. With his mouth firmly pressed to my neck, he glided his hands over my waist and down my stomach to the front of my thighs.
    “So beautiful.” He turned me around and explored my front with hungry eyes and even hungrier hands. His gaze lingered on my mouth and his thumb followed its path, caressing the swollen skin. Back and forth, up and down. When I parted my lips and skimmed the pad with my tongue, he groaned and allowed me a taste. As I sucked, his breath quickened and his eyes filled with desire.
    He brushed my lips once more as I released him, and then slowly slid his hand all the way down to the curve of my breast. My nipples were hard, but as his fingers trailed over them, they tensed and tightened. His hand traveled farther south, skating over my ribs, his fingers gently