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have for endlessly exciting minutes, for at that moment, Sean’s tongue teased the corner of her mouth and her mind went blank in response.
    Unaware, and unconcerned that her sigh signaled compliance, Alycia moved her head the fraction required to align her lips with his. Very obviously, Sean was fully aware of the portent of her sigh. His lips parted, then closed slightly, encapsulating hers within the moist heat of his mouth. His tongue darted, testing the ridges of her teeth before gliding slowly along the sensitive flesh below her lower lip.
    “Sean.” Alycia wasn’t sure if she’d murmured his name aloud; she didn’t even care. All she knew was the intoxicating taste of him, the electrifying feel of him, the painful need for him. Reacting to that need, she curled her arms around him to urge him closer, and yet closer still. Moving in response to the pressure of his body, she shifted onto her back. Instantly and naturally, as if it was the one place in the world he belonged, Sean slid his body into the cradle of her denim-clad thighs.
    “Alycia, what’s happening to us?”
    The hoarse sound of his voice echoed down the canyon of her arched throat an instant before Sean took her mouth and made it his. Alycia couldn’t answer, couldn’t breathe, yet still she gasped at the sensations sent skittering through her when his broad palm claimed her breast, and cried aloud at the feel of the compulsive thrust of his body into hers. The denim stretched tautly over her thighs abraded Alycia’s skin as Sean rocked his hips in ritualistic rhythm.
    Alycia didn’t feel the chafing. It had been too long, too long since she’d experienced the touch of the fullness of a man. Tension coiled out of control, immediately spiraling higher and higher. Her breathing was ragged, pulsing from her throat in sobbing gasps. A faint echo of the sound reached her, piercing a tiny hole in the sensuous fog blanketing her mind.
    No!
    The denial screamed through her head. Yet, even as she grasped his hips to push him away, her hungry body arched into the gentle thrust of his.
    Awareness had come too late. Biting her lip to contain a strangled cry of release, Alycia curled her fingers into the material sheathing his hips, anchoring her shuddering body to the solid strength of his. The salty heat of gathering tears stinging the backs of her tightly shut eyelids, Alycia lay trembling beneath Sean’s taut, still body, praying he’d simply get up and leave, while knowing he wouldn’t.
    “Alycia? Are you all right?” Sean’s tone was very low, his voice rough-edged with emotion.
    “Yes.” Her voice had a faint, not-quite-there quality.
    “You—you’re crushing me,” she whispered, clenching her teeth against the sob rising in her throat.
    “I’m sorry.” He moved at once, carefully shifting his weight from her to the cushions beside her. “Better?” he murmured, stroking his palm from her waist to her knee.
    Alycia couldn’t speak for the expanding sob in her throat. She nodded, and silently cursed the tear that escaped the barricade of her eyelids.
    “Alycia!” Though still low, Sean’s voice was sharp with concern. “What is it? Why are you crying?”
    Alycia shook her head, dislodging another tear. “It’s nothing,” she whispered past the sob, “nothing.”
    Sean’s hand came up to cup her chin, lifting her face for his inspection. “Nothing, hell!” he exclaimed. “You’re trembling, you’re crying, and you can barely speak. And you say it’s nothing!”
    “Sean, please ...” She tried to tell him to go, but she couldn’t get the words out.
    “I’ve hurt you,” he said in a whispery, shocked tone. “Good God, I’ve hurt you!” His fingers were gentle on her skin as he brushed away the increasing flow of tears. “Alycia, I never meant to hurt you.” His voice held a note of uncertainty and confusion. “I—I don’t know what happened, but when I kissed you, suddenly I wanted you so badly, so much, as