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her ear. “I want to savor you bite by bite.”
    He took her mouth again and their tongues stroked endlessly
against each other, their lips moist from their vigorous kissing. If he fucked
as well as he kissed, she’d found her man. She almost laughed at the thought.
    “What’s funny?”
    She’d been smiling unknowingly. “You’re a good kisser.”
    His gaze leveled with hers as he leaned on his elbows. “I’ve
thought of us together like this ever since the first time I saw you
daydreaming at the side of the road.”
    Really?
    She liked that. Nice to know she wasn’t the only one
obsessed. She wouldn’t dwell any more on a reason for his less-than-friendly
attitude at the party. It was all good now, that’s all that mattered.
    “I saw you before that.” She couldn’t help confessing.
    He looked surprised. “When?”
    “You were on the boat, pulling into the Old Seaport… I was
sitting in the car watching.”
    His dark eyebrows resumed their straight line, a little smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “And you have coveted me ever since.”
    She bumped him off her, and because he wasn’t expecting it, she
succeeded in dislodging him slightly. “You’re too big for your britches.”
    Ben grinned as he rolled back on top of her. His eyes grew
darker and by the wolfish grin on his face she knew she was in trouble. The
kind of trouble she was dying for. “Surely you’re not complaining,” he said,
grinding his pelvis against hers.
    Idiot!
    She rolled her eyes. “I’ll let you know, after .”
    “Oh, allow me…” he said, taking one of her nipples into his
mouth.
    She sighed deeply as he went about proving himself to her.
He needn’t try very hard, his kissing had brought her pretty close to the
finish line. But all the same, his talented tongue went about stroking areas of
her body she didn’t know could be so excitable—who would have thought that a
kiss to the back of her knee could give her such a thrill, or that the fold of
her elbow was so sensitive?
    The growth of dark hair on his chest teased her tender
nipples, and jolts of desire rushed through her, gathering moist heat between
her thighs. Oh man, she would go out of her mind if he didn’t hurry up and get
inside her soon. Her need for fulfillment was so fierce and her level of
arousal so strong, she was quite sure once he entered her she would erupt like
a volcano.
    “Ben, Ben, please!”
    Was that her whimpering? Her begging? Yup, and she would
make no apologies. Ben was most decisively driving her insane with need.
    “Shh, just a little longer.”
    Jesus, how much longer? Was he a marathon man?
    “Be patient, it will be good.”
    Okay, but please, please hurry up!
    He nudged her entrance with the tip of his cock and pushed
just enough for her to whimper with joy.
    Finally!
    He teasedher by pulling back but she followed him
with her hips. Groaning, he sank fully into her wet, tight sheath.
    Oh God! “So good!” She moaned and bit her lips not to
shout I love you , the words hanging on her lips for a breathing moment,
before she expelled, “Ben.”
    His hips gyrated, getting deeper, and she let out a soft
cry.
    “You’re so beautiful. So responsive. It’s going to be a
bitch to go slow.”
    A smile flickered over her face as his gaze dropped to her
breasts and then back to her face, his big, brown eyes so intense and lustful
she shivered with delight.
    They quickly found their pace, as if they’d been doing it
for years rather than for the first time. Everything about Ben felt
familiar—his smell, his touch, the way he tasted, the sound of his voice. It
was as though she’d known him in another life. Spooky! But so true.
    As Ben upped the speed Julia matched him with the thrusting
of her hips, holding tight to his arms, anchoring him to her. One hand on her
hip, the other on her breast, Ben slammed into her time and time again, getting
closer and closer to the edge.
    “Let’s change positions.”
    Momentarily thrown off