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“At the moment? Extremely.”

I laughed softly, but the sound disappeared when his mouth found the sensitive place beneath my ear.

My head tipped, giving him more access.

His teeth grazed my skin, and shiver ran down my spine.

“That,” he murmured against my throat, “I’m going to remember.”

“Why?”

“Because you liked it.”

The quiet confidence in his voice heated me almost as much as his mouth.

“You seem very certain of yourself.”

“When it comes to women?”

He lifted his head just enough to meet my eyes.

“Aye.”

At least I knew one thing about this man with absolute certainty: confidence would never be in short supply.

I caught the back of his neck, pulled his mouth back to mine, and kissed him hard.

His hand tightened at my waist, pulling me forward until the hard length of him pressed unmistakably against me.

My pulse jumped.

I’d already felt him this morning, but this was different. He was awake now. Kissing me. Wanting me.

And he was making absolutely no effort to hide it.

A rush of satisfaction went through me.

I slid both hands over his shoulders, then down the hard muscles of his back. Lachlan groaned into my mouth when my nails lightly scraped his skin.

Oh, I liked that.

I wanted to make him to make that sound again.

His hands moved to my hips, and he seated me firmly against him.

The pressure landed exactly where I wanted it.

Lachlan stilled for half a heartbeat.

Then his mouth came down harder.

I tightened my legs around him. His hands moved from my hips, sliding upward beneath my shirt.

When one palm closed over my breast, a moan escaped before I could stop it.

Lachlan swallowed it with his mouth.

His thumb brushed over my nipple, and another moan followed.