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She shook her head, held up a hand to ward him off.“Ah, I see,” he said, “you want to stay safe.”She laughed—unconvincingly. “If you think you scare me—”“I think I never used to...but I think I do now. Look at your hand, keeping me away even though I haven’t taken one step closer.”She dropped her hand. “I’m not scared of you.”“Really? Because that’s quite a fight-flight-freeze response you’ve got going on. Pupils dilated. Body quivering. Breaths fast and shallow.” He smiled. “Oh, wait, that’s not fight-flight-freeze! I’ve seen you like this before, haven’t I? Every night for a fucking year.”She licked her lips and, God, he wanted to be the one licking them.“That was then, this is now,” she said.“Say the word and I’ll be on my knees for you in a heartbeat, same as I always was.”“What you want is for me to be on my knees for you.”He took two steps back, putting some distance between them to make it harder to haul her in. “You used to be braver than this, Tess. I still remember

He planted a long kiss on her mouth as he lowered her zip. Only to groan when shocking reality hit him. For ten long seconds he remained paralysed. “Shit.”“What?” Her voice was beautifully slurred, her gaze hazy with arousal as she stared up at him. He wanted more of that look. Wanted to watch her shatter completely. Wanted to feel her pussy grip his cock as waves of ecstasy rolled over her. “I don’t have a condom,” he confessed through gritted teeth. She stared at him blankly for a few seconds before disappointment drenched her beautiful face. “Oh.”David clenched his jaw tighter, unwilling to let go of this unique moment. “Are you on the Pill?” he asked with more than a little hope. “No,” she replied, pained resignation in her voice.“There are other ways, Tess.” he pulled her closer, trailed his lips over her jaw until he reached her ear. “Let me make you come with my mouth.I want to taste you on my tongue. Lick you dry. You want to be transported? I can’t do it with my cock b

The bakery smells were so good. There were blocks of cheese bigger than house steps and she wanted to buy one and gobble every succulent morsel. She loved cheese, every fat-saturated ounce. Hard cheese, soft cheese, runny cheese, blue cheese. Oh, stop it. She averted her eyes. She really shouldn’t start stress eating because of him or letting him get in her head, and that was why she didn't cancel her date with Joe. She had to move on now and she had to do it quickly. Joe had suggested the locale for their first coffee date and she’d agreed without quibbling. Now that she was here she wished she’d quibbled big-time. She wanted to turn tail and head home. Aside from being exhausted, cranky and cheese-obsessed, she’d probably dressed all wrong for a first date with a stranger. Her jeans were casual, but she’d pushed her feet into high heels instead of giving them a well-deserved Sunday rest, and she was worried that the green sweater was too low-necked. The last thing she wanted to do

And yet he knew every timbre of her voice as well as he knew every inch of her body. It was crazy.When he got to her doorway he paused there, enjoying the view.She was talking on the phone, her bare feet up on the desktop, a sight he suspected not very many clients were privileged to see. Her feet were small, dainty, the toes painted bright pink. Her floral skirt had ridden up revealing a shapely thigh.He rapped on the door frame and she turned, startled. When she saw him, she yanked her feet off the desktop and he watched, enjoying the sight, as her toes did a version of Riverdance under the desk until she located two high-heeled shoes and attempted to jam her feet into them while simultaneously dragging her skirt back into place.She continued her conversation, to a florist he presumed, since the words rose and baby’s breath occurred so often. Once she’d successfully navigated her feet into her shoes, she turned her chair, and thus her back, to him and continued her conversation.

“I’m aware, sweetheart.”He pressed his middle finger inside her and her hips jerked, her inner muscles clinging as she whimpered. “The thing is, do I use that time for you or shall I be selfish and use it all for me?”Her eyes widened a touch but she remained still, her hands gripping him tight. He was sure she wasn’t aware of how her nails dug into him, and he bit back another smile. He’d always loved her honest passion, the way she let him know what she was feeling and what she wanted. Who the hell was he bluffing? He was going to use this for her. When he got around to fucking Tessa, he intended to be inside her longer than whatever seconds he had left in this ridiculous game.Mindless, they pulled at each other, the years of separation, the anger, the frustration falling away as they clawed at each other. Bending low, he flicked his tongue over one ripe nipple as he speared her with his fingers. She’d always been slightly embarrassed about the size of her breasts but he loved the