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My body’s so hot right now I feel as if I could explode. Make me come, Scott. Long and

hard.”

Her words set him off. He growled something inaudible against her neck before

kissing and sucking on her soft skin. His teasing was harder this time. It was sure to

leave marks. She smiled at the thought.

Reaching out, she braced one hand against the wall and the other against the

shower door. Her head fell back as he continued a trail of kisses across her neck down

to her breasts.

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When his teeth clamped over one of her nipples she let out a tiny cry. It didn’t hurt,

but it bordered on painful. And she liked it. The sensation was new and exciting. He

continued licking and teasing the hard bud with fast strokes.

Nothing about tonight would be gentle and she felt primed for it. She’d been

waiting for a man like Scott for too long. He might be quiet but he knew how to take

charge when it counted. And he certainly knew how to touch her.

He grabbed her by the hips and pressed her flat against the wall. She wrapped her

legs around him and using his shoulders for support, she held on to them to balance

herself.

Scott didn’t even seem bothered by her weight. The muscles corded tightly in his

neck were the only giveaway that he was straining at all.

“Kiss my other one,” she moaned.

Without wasting time, he switched breasts and feasted against her sensitive skin.

Her breasts were heavy and aching with need. But the ache between her legs was

greater. She squeezed her thighs around him and pushed up.

The tile was cool against her back but it didn’t matter. A raging volcano burned

deep inside her and the only way she was going to find release was with Scott’s help.

She could almost swear he read her mind when he reached between them. Without

testing her, he cupped her pussy and pushed two fingers deep inside her.

The intrusion was more than welcome. Arching her back, she pushed her breast

deeper into his mouth. He continued his wicked assault on her nipples, switching back

and forth using his teeth and lips.

His fingers moved inside her with urgency. So close to climax, her muscles clamped

around them but she wanted his cock inside her and nothing else.

“Your cock.” It was the only two words she could manage.

Luckily they were descriptive enough. All the muscles in his arms and chest pulled

taut as he shifted his weight.

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With his gaze firmly on hers, Scott grabbed her hips and thrust her down onto him.

Her mouth and eyes widened at the same time.

He understood why. His cock filled her to the hilt. Her vagina molded around him,

imprisoning him in her tight sheath. If he moved too much he was afraid he’d come.

That couldn’t happen yet. She needed hers first.

He pulled out almost all the way then slammed back into her. Her fingers tightened

on his shoulders but she didn’t take her gaze off him.

Those perfect lips of hers parted slightly and her pale eyes seemed to glow with

hunger. Rolling his hips, he slammed into her again.

And again and again.

The harder he pushed, the harder she panted. Each lungful of air she pulled in was

labored and uneven.

She was so close he could feel it. With every thrust she was running toward that

edge. He didn’t know why she wouldn’t just jump. Her vagina clenched around him in

a death grip. The woman was primed. She simply needed the nudge.

“Let go. Come for me, Michaela.” His command set her off.

She bucked against him and pushed completely off the wall. With a cry, she

wrapped her arms around his neck and he kept pummeling into her. Her inner walls

spasmed around his cock and her cream rushed over him.

Her orgasm was hot and fast.

Finally he could let go. Surrender to her the way his body demanded.

Reaching lower, he clutched her ass and gripped it hard. Her skin was soft but

tight. Something in the back of his brain told him to slow down but he couldn’t. His

hips moved against her as if they had a mind of their own.

His cock wanted—demanded—release. And Michaela was the only one who could

give it to him. He buried his head against her neck and thrust one more time.

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Long and hard, he came. His climax seemed to go on forever. Unable to control

himself, he shouted her name. The sound was loud in the small, tiled enclosure.

Finally, when he caught his breath, he pulled his head back. His knees were weak

but he held her up.

Michaela smiled, a small, knowing smile. The corners of her lips tugged up but she

didn’t let go of her embrace around his shoulders. “My legs are pretty weak. I think

you’re gonna need to carry me to the bed.”

Chuckling under his breath, he shut off the shower and stepped out with her still

attached to him.

This woman was like an addiction. He knew he was going to sink deeper and

deeper into her web but he couldn’t stop himself. Even if she broke his heart, he didn’t

want
to stop himself. Every second he spent with her would make it worth it.

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Scott’s grip around Michaela’s shoulders tightened. The sexy vixen was naked and

stretched out on top of him. And unfortunately for him, she was completely passed out.

After the last bout of sex, he guessed she’d be out for a few more hours despite the sun

having already risen. Luckily he didn’t have to work today and neither did she. That

meant a lot of uninterrupted time between the sheets if he had anything to say about it.

Slivers of orange light streamed through the blinds in her room, coating the bottom

half of her bed. His cock was practically ordering him to wake her up, but he tempered

his desire and loosened his hold.

Easing her off him, he pulled the comforter higher up until it reached her neck, then

he grabbed the quilt draped across the antique rocking chair in the corner of her room

and covered her with that. The heat in her house was sketchy at best so he tugged on

his jeans and sweater and headed downstairs to put more logs on the fireplace.

He needed to take care of some stuff around his own house later, but he didn’t want

to leave hers. And that scared the shit out of him. Getting too attached to her was

stupid, but he couldn’t seem to help himself. They were good together in the bedroom

and if he could convince her they were good out of it, maybe they’d have a chance.

After starting a pot of coffee, he peered into her fridge. With the exception of the

leftovers from last night she had mainly chick food. Yogurt, fat-free milk, sushi and a

bunch of vegetables. At least she had eggs and bacon. He could make breakfast with

that.

As he pulled out the carton of eggs, he froze at the sound of her front door

unlocking then opening. Male voices trailed down the hall and into the kitchen.
Who the

hell had a key to her place?
A surprising jolt of jealousy punched through him. Whoever it

was, they weren’t trying to be quiet so he wasn’t worried about an intruder.

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Nonetheless, he grabbed a knife and inched toward the archway that exited into the

hallway.

He peered around the corner then froze when he saw Jake and Thad Miller midway

down the hall, heading his way. When they spied him, all talking ceased as they stared

at him.
Shit.
He didn’t have a sister but if he did, he doubted he’d be pleased to find

some guy making himself at home at her place in the early hours of the morning.

Jake, the oldest, stepped forward. “Scott O’Callaghan? You plan on carving us up

with that?”

He glanced down at the knife still clutched in his hand, then back at them. “Ah,

no.” When they didn’t make a move, he motioned behind him with his free hand.

“There’s a fresh pot of coffee on.” He retreated into the room and quickly placed the

knife back in its rack.

Leaning against the counter by the sink, he waited for them to enter the room. The

two brothers had the same auburn hair as Michaela but they didn’t have her eyes.

Instead, Scott found himself staring into two dark—and pissed-off—gazes.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Thad demanded heatedly.

Jake nudged him and cleared his throat. “I think what my brother means is…shit,

what the hell are you doing here?”

There was no beating around the bush. “Your sister and I are…”
What were they

exactly?

Jake’s eyes narrowed. “Are?”

“We’re none of your business.” Michaela stepped into the room wearing those tight

yoga pants that left nothing to the imagination and a loose Duke sweatshirt. Her

tousled hair and swollen lips left little doubt what Scott was doing there with her. She

crossed the room, slid her arm around his waist and nestled tight against him. Her

small action loosened the vise around his chest. At least she wasn’t ashamed to be seen

with him.

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“What are you guys doing here so early?” she asked.

“You needed help putting those shelves up,
remember
?” Thad’s voice was thick with

sarcasm.

“Right.” Her cheeks tinged a delicate shade of pink. “I forgot,” she mumbled.

“Michaela, let me talk to your brothers alone,” he murmured quietly, but he wasn’t

asking.

She stared at him in surprise, no doubt because of the subtle command in his voice,

but he didn’t care. She nodded, then skirted past her brothers without another word.

Once he heard her ascending the stairs, he took a few steps toward them. “Listen, I

don’t have a sister and I don’t know what the protocol for this is so I’m just going to say

it. I like your sister…a lot. Whatever needs fixing around here or whatever she needs

taken care of, I’ll be handling from now on.”

Almost in sync, both their gazes narrowed slightly. “For how long?” Thad growled

protectively.

“Until she gets tired of me.” The words were out before he could stop himself, but it

was true. Michaela wasn’t the kind of woman a man willingly walked away from. If

things ended between them, it would be her choice.

Thad took a menacing step toward him but Jake grabbed him by the arm. “We’ll see

you later, Scott.”

“What the hell are you doing?” Thad muttered to his older brother.

“Don’t be an ass. Come on.” Jake looked at Scott as he shoved his brother toward

the hallway. “You and I are gonna talk later.”

Scott nodded. “I don’t doubt it.”

He waited until he heard the front door shut then he headed up the stairs. Her

bedroom door was slightly ajar. He nudged it open to find the comforter thrown back

and Michaela stretched out on the sheets completely naked.

“Damn, woman,” he murmured as his cock hardened.

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“I’m glad you got rid of them. Those stupid shelves can wait.” With a wide grin on

her face, she propped up on her elbows. The action pushed her breasts out farther. Her

nipples hardened as he drank in the sight of her stretched out. Finally he tore his gaze

away and focused on her face. A small, knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

As if she knew exactly how much she affected him.

His skin heated under her roving gaze. Without pause, he grabbed a condom from

his back pocket and shucked his pants and sweater. At the rate they were going, he was

going to need to invest in Trojans. He ripped open the packet as he stalked toward the

bed. When he reached the foot, he sheathed himself. His cock jerked when Michaela

wordlessly spread her legs a few inches wider.

That small tuft of red hair covering her mound drove him crazy. She waxed it into a

perfect little strip. And the rest of her surrounding skin was silky smooth.

For how he felt, he wanted to pound into her until he was completely sated.

Though he doubted that was even possible.

He’d tasted practically every inch of her, but he wanted to take her from behind this

time. “Turn over.” His voice was uneven and he was afraid if he touched her first, he

wouldn’t be able to even talk.

Her pale eyes darkened with desire and her lips parted as she flipped over and

pushed up on to all fours. Glancing over her shoulder at him, she wiggled her ass

playfully.

Biting back a groan, he ran a palm over her smooth skin. She shuddered under his

touch and scooted back a couple inches.

Kneeling on the bed behind her, he kissed her lower back as he reached between

her legs from behind. He trailed his finger over her slit and teased her entrance. No

surprise she was wet. Without testing her first, he slid two fingers inside her. She

gasped and moved against his hand.

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It would be so easy to get her off in this position, but he wanted to be inside her. He

withdrew his hand and held on to her hips tightly. Instantly he had to force himself to

loosen his grip.

“Please do something.” Michaela clenched the satiny sheets beneath her. Her

breathing came in short, shallow gasps.

“Do what?” he asked as he leaned forward and kissed the curve of her spine. When

he did, his cock rubbed against her opening, but he didn’t push in any farther. He