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    “Fucking each other.”
    “I didn’t say that.”
    “Inevitable, babe. I see the effect I have on you. Your thighs shift back and forth, your nipples harden under my stare, your cheeks heat up, all that blood courses through your body, and your chest heaves.”
    “You’re such a pig.”
    “Not a pig, just call it like I see it. And don’t think it’s just you. I’m so fucking hard right now, I think I could split the zipper on my jeans.”
    My eyes flickered down to take in his package, and widened for a moment because it was so obvious, I don’t know how I’d missed it before. The denim straining over his large cock, the memory of him sliding into me, our sweat-slicked skin pressed together, my fingers wrapped in his hair and tugging. The way he’d felt when he’d entered me, so slowly at first, as if he was letting my body adjust to the size of him, before he’d unleashed and fucked me full force.
    “Don’t look at me like that, Sugar. You really don’t want to look at me like that right now.”
    “How come you . . . we didn’t . . .?” I couldn’t form the words. Being vulgar didn’t come as naturally to me as it seemed to for him.
    “How come I didn’t take you earlier?” His lips curved up in a grin. The asshole was enjoying this, enjoying making me uncomfortable. This man had such a profound effect on me on some base level, I wasn’t even myself around him. I was reduced to some primal, sexual need that only wanted to fuck and be fucked. “Earlier was about you. But next time . . .”
    “There won’t be a next time. We can’t keep on like this.”
    “Like what? Taking pleasure from each other?”
    “Yeah, that.” I rolled my eyes.
    “Why not?”
    “Because, it’s . . . I’m pretty sure it makes me a whore.” Ugh, what had I become? What had he made me into? Whenever he was around I suddenly turned into a wanton slut.
    “A woman taking control of her sexual side is a beautiful thing, especially when she has wild red hair and tits like you do.”
    “This ends now. Thanks for fixing my furnace, but you’re just too . . . much for me,” I finished as I stood and swiped the dirt off my backside.
    “I’ll see you soon, Sugar. And in the meantime, you’ll be thinking about my head between your legs.” He stood and swatted me on the ass. I growled at him, actually growled.
    “You’re infuriating.”
    “Night, Sugar.” He nodded at me as I walked to my front door. I crossed my arms and watched his long legs fold up into the front seat of his truck. He started the engine and then his window slid down. “Until next time.” His beautiful lips lifted in the smallest smart-ass grin and I turned and walked into the house, his chuckle following on the wind behind me.

 
     
    Her beautiful ass was popped in the air, the denim stretching over the curve of the muscle, as she dug around in the flowers outside of the library. Claire had done me a favor when she’d given Kat the job at the library. Whether she’d remembered saying it that night or not, Kat had mentioned she’d needed to find a job. It was tough finding work in a small town, and I knew Claire could use help at the library, so I’d dropped in the next morning and encouraged her to hire the new girl.
    It also worked out well for me because it meant I could catch a glance of her every day. The library was just across the street from the marina. I could pop over on my break, watch her as she came and went, take her to lunch; the possibilities were endless.
    Long strides carried me to the red-haired girl that I’d been thinking about since that night I’d first been inside her. The way she’d come alive underneath my hands, her green eyes flashing with desire and lust, soft moans escaping her throat, her teeth clamping down on her sweet lips as she came, short nails digging into my skin, causing my own orgasm to shoot through me in the most intense rush of pleasure I’d ever felt in my life.
    I liked to think