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I place my hand on his chest. “I want to finish what we started in the hot springs.”

He stills and groans. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

He’s warning me like I’ve never had sex. My curiosity grows hot in my stomach.

“Yes, I do. There’s nothing stopping us.” The ache between my legs throbs. “My body craves you.”

He flops to his back and stares up at the ceiling. “You’ll see a side of me that you won’t be able to erase.”

“What if that’s the side I want to see? Show me who you are. Let me experience all of you.” I inch over his chest and peer into his shadowed eyes.

He reaches up and moves a strand of hair behind my ear. “You don’t understand. If we start, I won’t be able to stop. I’ve wanted this for too long and don’t want to scare you.”

“I don’t want you to stop. Don’t make me beg for this.”

He hesitates, and I take a chance. My lips find his. In a flash, he flips me over.

He stares into my eyes with need. “If we do this, Dori, there’s no going back. We’ll be connected forever in a way you can’t imagine. No words will be able to describe it because it’s something only you and I can create.”

I’m caught off guard by his force and intensity. He steals my breath. “I know, so take me.”

“Fuck, you’re making this impossible.” He thrusts his hips once hard between my legs.

I spread them further and let him settle in. “Your body is saying it wants this, too. Why are you resisting it?”

He lies on top of me and murmurs in my ear, “I’m not soft and gentle. This won’t be making love. Not in the way you’re used to.”

Holy shit. Now I want it even more. My hands fly to his ass and pull him into me. I press my hips against him.

“Stop teasing and show me.” I bite his shoulder to prove I’m not fucking around. Right after, I kiss the sting away to soothe his nerves.

A guttural growl rumbles in his throat. “Fuck, Dori. Do that again and the devil himself will show his presence.”

“Good. I’ve always wanted to know if he’s real or fictitious.” I move my hips in a circle to entice him more. “Jami, my body is on fire. I’m going to erupt if you don’t do something soon.”

Electrical currents strike through the air like a lightning storm on steroids. His energy shifts. I swear it’s something primal.

He leans into my ear and says, “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

CHAPTER 20

DORI

Jamison drags his teeth against my neck, and I’ve won the war I started in the hot springs. Where’s that white flag now? Awe, hanging right above the bed with Jamison’s name written on it in war paint.

All these years, I’ve waited for this. The buildup pulls us into a fit of passion. He kneads my breast with his hand and takes the other one into his mouth, sucking it like it’s his life force.

I groan. “Finally! Thank fucking God.”

“There’s no God with us tonight, sweet temptress. We’re going straight to hell instead.” His mouth comes down on mine with white-hot promise.

He kisses me hard and unforgiving, lapping up all I have to offer. Over and over, harder and harder. I’m being pulled into the hell he warned me about, and I want more.

So much fucking more. So much that I forget to breathe.

My skin fires as his hands roam over every part of it. I press my hips into him, commanding him to give me what he’s got. Slick, hot wetness spreads between my thighs. I dig my nails into his ass to tell him to give me what I so desperately want.

He snaps away from me and a low, wicked growl fills the room. Our passion is suspended in an instant.

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