Wild Fling or a Wedding Ring?

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    Brushing her hands from him, he caught one leg behind her knee and positioned it to his hip, bringing her into contact with his straining groin. Her hands flew to his shoulders, digging in as he bent his knees, lowered himself to catch the tip of his erection against her in one teasing sweep.
    Her fingers clenched. “Jake….”
    Poised to breach her body, he held back. “If I don’t stop now—” he growled against the sweet soft spot where her jaw met her neck. “I want to come inside you.”
    “I’m on the pill. Please…I can’t wait anymore…I can’t stand it.”
    He pushed in, shuddering at the cry rending the otherwise silent space. Too good. The snug hold of this girl who, before him, hadn’t been touched in so long—it was heaven and hell all at once. Gritting his teeth, he pulled back, retreating in measured increments, forcing self-control while she adjusted to his presence within her body. Then another thrust, deeper than before. Harder.
    “Good…like that…more…please…please…please….”
    Cali’s welcoming sighs and straining gasps built warm and wet against the skin of his chest as her body took him deep.
    It was pleasure so exquisitely intense it bordered on pain, the breathtaking thrust and agonizing retreat so deliciously destructive her every last defense lay battered, in ruins around her unguarded heart.
    “Don’t stop….” It was too good. Each kiss of flesh taking her higher and higher, until Jake jerked her standing leg to his other hip, opening her completely to the driving thrust of his body into hers.
    Too good. Too much. And she was coming apart in his arms. Her body was seizing around his until she was caught breathless, suspended in pleasure, as his blue eyes bored into hers.
    “Beautiful…so beautiful,” he gritted out, fingers digging into her thighs, branding her with his need as he drove deep one final time, roaring his release.

CHAPTER TEN
    B ROWS resting together, their breath came in ragged bursts between them, bathing already overheated skin in a humid caress. Jake’s fingers curled around the smooth curve of her hip, his thumb stroking over that sexy bone in front.
    What was it about this woman that drained him of his every last sense?
    And what about her ?
    Cali was supposed to be the conservative one. The woman with all the concerns and issues. And yet once her switch had flipped—she’d practically been climbing his body to get him inside her.
    Damn, it was hot.
    But now what he needed was to get her out of this hall. Out of that fantasy, porn-star-next-door bikini and into his bed.
    A rivulet of sweat ran from his temple, trickling down his neck. Okay, the shower and then the bed.
    Reaching for her hand, he scanned the vacant hallway, once again stunned by his own disregard for privacy and convention. They were making an unhealthy habit of this kind of thing.
    Really, he shouldn’t be smiling, suddenly aching to crow.
    Cali had already adjusted her bikini, and Jake’s trunkshung at a respectable level on his hips. “Come on, we’ll grab the elevator back here.”
    She followed silently behind him, her steps dragging their pace until she drew to a stop. “I can’t believe that I—that we—” She broke off, searching his gaze as she waved her hand toward the alcove he’d never pass without smiling again.
    “I know, another hallway. Sorry—”
    Her lips pursed. “No, not that.” She glanced uneasily away and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. “Hey?” he said softly. “Cali, look at me.”
    Her hands fell limp to her sides. Shaking her head, she stared up at him, looking suddenly lost. “I can’t stop. I tried, but I want you so much. I can’t not touch you.”
    Okay, that was good. He would have been positive—except Cali didn’t seem very happy about it. His jaw set.
    “Jake, I need to explain. I know you don’t see it, but what we just did…. God, I didn’t even think about what it might mean for

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