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“You said I should keep them where you can see them. You can see the front of your body.”

Her nipples tingled as he made a point of looking at her chest.

“No hands anywhere on my body.”

He sighed, but lowered his arm.

Before she could react, he’d grabbed her waist and hoisted her up on the small desk. She gasped as he plopped her bottom on top of her textbooks.

“I can reach you better here.” Sten leaned in, placing his hands on each side of her. He’d trapped her without touching. Clever Viking.

He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against hers.

Cassie stopped breathing.

Slowly, he lowered his head toward hers. Pressing his lips against her mouth, he pushed her back until she was half reclining against the wall. And then he assaulted her mouth.

The kiss before had been gentle compared to this. Now, his mouth devoured hers relentlessly, offering no reprieve, almost punishing her.

She couldn’t catch her breath.

But she didn’t need to breathe. She just needed him. More of him.

Cassie moaned. Her skin sizzled, and she arched her body.

Wanting to feel him. Needing to feel him.

Sten raised his body out of reach but kept kissing her, licking her lips, nipping them with his teeth. He sucked her tongue into his mouth.

Her hips moved of their own accord, matching the rhythm he set as he sucked and plunged. The seam of her jeans hit just the right spot between her legs, rubbing her clit through her underwear. She moaned again.

Pressing his hands against the seam touching her clit, Sten rubbed her jeans, setting a steady rhythm.

Waves of pleasure assaulted her body until she couldn’t take anymore. She shook as a powerful orgasm shattered her.

He slowed down the pace, changing from sucking to gently nipping her lips before stopping altogether. “You okay?” he whispered against her mouth.

Cassie cleared her throat. “I’m fine.” Her voice was hoarse.

Sten stood and pulled her into a sitting position. “I’m sorry, but I’m not done. I need more of you.”

“I think we should take a break now,” Cassie said. “We should go get something to eat and talk. You know, in public.” Where she might control her libido better.

“No,” Sten said, moving in front of the door. “You can’t leave me,” he growled in that low voice again. The gesture and the words should terrify her, but instead, her traitorous body tingled all in anticipation of what he would do next.

CHAPTER 10

Sten struggled with the berserker, trying to regain control of his body and emotions. But the beast wanted theirsjälsfrändebeneath them, naked.

He cleared his throat and lifted his head to see if he’d scared Cassie. “I’m sorry. I’m not fully in control here.”

Her pupils dilated, and she leaned forward as if pulled by an invisible force. He felt his own body move toward her on the desk. It wasn’t just the berserker that wanted her. Sten, the man, needed Cassie. Needed her like he needed his next breath.

Sten leaned over her and buried a hand in her luscious auburn hair. She looked at him, her eyes deep pools of amber. She stilled for a heartbeat but then leaned in for a kiss, a sigh escaping as her body turned soft in his arms. He angled his head for better access and deepened the kiss, pulling her closer.

It wasn’t enough. He needed to feel her whole body.

He stood and pulled her up with him, pulling her sweater off. She wore a thin t-shirt underneath. Her breasts pressed against his chest, and he could feel her nipples grow hard through thecotton fabric of her shirt. A growl escaped from his throat. He caressed her hip through her jeans and steered her backward toward the bed.

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