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“Are you serious?”

The uncertainty in her voice made him laugh. “Just do it.”

She wrapped her legs around his waist and the heat of her center pressed into his growing hard-on.

Christ, how could he control himself when nothing but thin material separated them?

Her breasts molded against him. God, this was torture. He could do this. “I’m going to put my hands on your neck as if I wanted to choke you, okay?”

Evelyn nodded, her body still beneath his.

He positioned his hands on either side of her slender neck. “Lock your arms around my elbows and push down. Bring your legs over my shoulders and thrust your hips upward. The harder you thrust your hips, the more pressure you put on my arms—mostly likely breaking them if you put all your strength behind it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

He smiled. “Just let go as soon as I fall off. Same thing as before, though. In a real-life situation, you hit a vulnerable place as hard as you can, then run.”

Hesitation slowed her movements as she went through the steps. He tried like hell not to lower his mouth to hers. Her legs came to his shoulders and pressed her center even closer to him. The smell of her invaded his senses, nearly knocking him off-balance.

“Keep going,” he said, his jaw clenched and muscles tight. He deserved a medal for not stripping her naked in the middle of the gym.

She thrust her hips upward, his elbows buckled, and he winced.

Evelyn loosened her hold, raising her arms to loop around his neck instead. Her legs slid back to the ground, and red stained her cheeks. “Are we done?”

Desire constricted his throat. He nodded, his gaze traveling from her wide eyes to her full lips.

Evelyn pulled him down until his body crushed hers against the mat.

He braced himself on his forearms so he wouldn’t hurt her, but he wanted to be closer...much closer.

“I’m ready to get out of here.”

The purr of her words had him searching her eyes for answers. Maybe it was just wishful thinking that made her statement sound like a suggestion.

He pushed against his forearms, but she tightened her grip and kept him in place. She moved her hands down his back, dipped them under his shirt, and skimmed the tips of her fingers along his skin.

He closed his eyes as every nerve in his body sparked to life.

“Look at me,” Evelyn whispered.

He opened his eyes and gazed down at her. Her now- loose hair swept around her and sweat clung to her skin. Pink stained her cheeks and heat smoldered in her eyes, turning the light brown the color of melted chocolate.

“I want you to see me when I tell you exactly what I want. When I tell you I want you.”

Her words squeezed his heart, and he cupped her cheek with his hand, grazing the pad of his thumb across the corner of her mouth. “You’re sure?”

A smile slid across her face, and his erection throbbed against her. If she wasn’t sure, he’d need a cold shower before they left.

She lifted her head until her mouth pressed against his. Her tongue parted his lips and invaded his mouth.

She tasted so damn good.

Evelyn kept her arms locked around his neck but broke apart their kiss. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life. Let’s get out of here.”

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Excitement ricocheted through her. She tapped the toe of her sneaker against the carpet in the hallway of Mark’s building as she waited for Connor to unlock the door. She pressed herself against his back, needing to be near him.