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They teased one another, their tongues gently exploring. Damn it, how could a kiss feel so sweet and so dangerous at the same time?

“It was built for ranch hands back in the day, but now we use it for weekend fishing trips. It’s…pretty rustic,” he managed between kisses. He had no way of knowing if anyone had been there recently, but he’d put a blanket and other supplies in his backpack to make the place more comfortable. The choice was in her hands. If she said no, they’d continue their hike. He waited what felt like forever and was probably five seconds.

“Take me there.” Her tone was surprisingly decisive as she dropped her arm from his neck to wrap around his waist. He mirrored the motion, but even that contact wasn’t enough. The cabin was only two hundred yards away, and he still had to stop three times to kiss her. What was that about her? Julia’s magic was beguiling him, taking him over and making him act in ways he’d never experienced.

And most surprising of all…he liked it.

Sean was almost out of his senses by the time they stumbled through the door. He forced himself to assess the place. It was clean like someone had been there recently. A fire was laid in the fireplace, and he considered lighting it just for atmosphere and romance. Julia deserved that. He might have managed disentangling himself from her long enough to strike a match, but she drew him toward the bed in the corner of the cabin. He dumped his backpack on the floor and took only the time to find the blanket.

“Planned ahead?” She sat on the edge of the bed and removed her hiking boots.

“Planning for a picnic, actually. This is better.” Way better. He unlaced his boots and kicked them off. His shirt went next—but then he noticed that all of Julia’s clothes were still on.

“Julia, if you have doubts…” It would damn near kill him not to make love to her, but this wasn’t about only him.

“No doubts, Sean. Just…if I’d known this was going to happen, I’d have picked a sexier bra.” She lifted the edge of her shirt and yanked it over her head to reveal a jogging bra that zipped up the front. Why did she think that wasn’t sexy? Because it totally was.

“I like this,” he said. His fingers brushed over the fabric, making her nipples harden. He got a tiny gasp of pleasure out of her. “I like the zipper.” He eased it down to reveal small, firm breasts. He liked even more when she pressed against him, skin to skin, so that she could kiss him. All he could think about was exploring the mysteries of her beautiful body.

He kept up the kiss while he lifted her off her feet and onto the bed. Her hands came between them, undoing his jeans, her fingers nimble and sure. Seconds later, she had his dick in her hands, stroking him from shaft to tip in a steady rhythm that made him suck in a breath of pure pleasure.

“Damn.” He pressed his head into her shoulder, barely holding it together. When she arched into him, trapping his erection between their bodies, he nearly came. But he’d be damned if he came without bringing her with him. He wanted to show her with his body what he struggled to put into words. That he wanted her, needed her, cared for her deeply. He straightened his arms, pushing back from her. For a second, their eyes met and held. If he had the right words for her, now was the time to speak them. They were all a jumble in his head, so he went with what he could. “You’re beautiful—every inch of you.”

She laughed and stretched her arms over her head. “You can’t see all of me.”

“Let’s fix that.” His hands went to the waistband of her yoga pants. He eased them down over her hips to reveal a pair of dark blue panties with stars and moons on them. Her legs were slightly parted, so he ran a finger over her clitoris through the fabric, enjoying the damp softness.

“Take them off me,” she whispered. “Yours, too. I want all of you.”

He didn’t have to be told twice. He took a condom from his pocket, placing it on the bedside table before shedding his jeans and boxers. He kissed her breasts, her stomach, and the insides of her thighs. When she tugged at his hair, he got the message and removed her panties. Resisting the urge to join with her right then was a challenge, but he wanted to take his time. He trailed his hand down her stomach and between her legs, gently cupping her warmth. When his fingertips reached the center of her heat, she arched against him, and Sean settled in to enjoy the sensation of her coming undone beneath his touch. He alternated between making soft circles on her clit and gently sliding his finger inside her, all while claiming her mouth in a string of deep, sweet kisses. He loved the way she clung to him, desperate and hungry. Sean lowered his head to take one nipple in his mouth as he stroked her, and the combination of sensations made her throw her head back against the pillow, biting her lip like she was trying to hold back a scream.

“Let go,” Sean whispered as he traced kisses up her body and came to rest with his lips pressed against Julia’s neck. “I want to see you come.”

He continued the soft, swirling rhythm between her legs, and she raised her hips to push against him. Julia sucked in a breath and finally cried out with pleasure, a sound so raw that it nearly made Sean lose himself along with her. He palmed her gently, letting her ride out the waves of her orgasm until she let out a long, satisfied sigh.

“You made me feel so good,” she whispered, rising up on her elbow. “Now it’s my turn.”

Julia wrapped her hand around his cock and started to move down his body, but he caught her beneath her arms, pulling her back up.

“No. I can’t wait any longer for you,” he managed as he reached for the condom on the nightstand.

He rolled it on quickly and then moved Julia on top of him so that she was straddling his waist. “Is this okay for you?”

She hovered above him with a devilish gleam in her eyes. “Let’s find out.”

It was all he needed to hear. Sean gripped her hips and lowered her down onto his cock slowly, letting out a groan as he filled her tight, wet heat. Julia sighed and let her head drop back.

“It’s better than I even imagined.” He gasped as he started moving against her.

Julia quickly matched his rhythm, grinding down on him and letting out little moans of pleasure that drove him wild. He’d planned to take his time and enjoy her, but wanting her for so long was making it impossible to hold back.

Then, without even a hint that she was close, Julia let out a cry of primal pleasure that snapped the last of Sean’s control. He managed to buck against her a few more times, enjoying the ripples of sensation as her climax crested, then he surrendered and let out a roar that shook the room.

She fell against him, her skin hot to the touch. They panted in unison until Julia raised her head to stare into his eyes.

“I have one word for you,” she whispered.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?”

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