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The easy openness in his gaze evaporated any hints of doubt she might have had and sparked the wickedness he so often brought out in her. ‘That’s a shame.’

‘It is?’ His hand tightened around her wrist, and his thumb stroked over the back of her hand, producing far more intense sensation than such an innocent gesture should have been able to manage.

‘Yeah.’ She pressed her hand more firmly against his chest, pushing him backwards a half-step. ‘Because I have expectations, Aiden. After all your talk, all your teasing… I have big expectations.’

This time his grin was slower, and had a predatory edge to it that sent her pulse rocketing while heat fluttered through her and flooded her core. She didn’t know who reached for the other first and it didn’t matter, because his lips were hot and hungry against hers, his beard rasping against her skin as her fingers tightened against the leather to pull him closer.

He filled her senses – warm and solid against her, smelling deliciously of something woody and spicy against the heavy smell of leather. His mouth scorched heat through her and melted all thoughts from her mind except for the feel and taste and smell of him.

Then his hands were on her hips, dragging her against him – hard – so she could feel everything, and it still wasn’t enough. Her fingers fumbled against the leather, searching and scrabbling for the cool metal zip to shove the heavy jacket out of her way so she could tug at his shirt and reach his bare skin.

‘Mia.’ Her name was a plea on his lips, driving her higher and hotter.

She scraped her fingers down his chest and over his stomach, feeling the muscles tense. Then his mouth was on her neck, kissing, nibbling and tasting while his beard left pinpricks of pleasure against her skin, drawing soft whimpers from her. She arched against him, groaning when he hit an extra sensitive spot.

It was delicious and decadent and made her ache as he chased hot goosepimples over her flesh, following the path of the zip on her uniform. ‘You know, I’ve always had a bit of a fantasy about a naughty nurse.’

His words tickled and shocked a laugh from her. ‘Don’t all men?’

‘Probably. But it was never this hot. You’re stunning, Mia.’

‘Oh.’ She let her head drop back while he kissed and licked hungry patterns over her skin, sending flames racing through her, making it hard to think about anything except how much she was aching for more. ‘I can’t… I need…’ She couldn’t find the words, so dug her fingers into his hair and pulled him up so she could fasten her mouth on his again. She dragged her teeth over his bottom lip, making him groan and tighten his grip – so she did it again, harder.

He growled, the sound sending shivers of desperate hunger down her spine, and shoved her against the wall, shocking a strangled yelp from her.

‘Sorry. Too much?’ He stroked her cheek, eyes burning into her.

‘Not even nearly.’

‘Fuck, Mia.’ He gasped her name, nearly prayer-like, before tilting her lips to meet his again – hungry, needy and biting – while his other hand grabbed the back of her thigh to drag her knee over his hip, shove her skirt up and out of his way so he could grind against her harder, leaving her breathless.

‘Aiden… please…’

‘Anything you want, it’s yours.’

‘Please tell me you have something right now.’ She hardly recognised her own voice and she wasn’t sure she’d make it to the bedroom and back for her own stash.

‘Wallet. Back pocket.’ The words were groaned into her skin.

Her fingers were clumsy. How was she supposed to concentrate when he was doing that? She reached for his belt and he stepped back, giving her room, but she had to bite back a whimper at the cool air suddenly between them. She tore at the crinkly packet, nearly dropping it when his fingers hooked around her underwear and pushed them down, then stroked back up her thighs, hesitating inches from where she needed him.

He looked at her, a question in his eyes, and she nodded. It was only fair. She was touching him, rolling it on with the quick, experienced moves she was incredibly grateful to have practised enough at work for them to be basically muscle memory. There was no way she could have relied on her brain for anything after his fingers hit her hot, needy skin.

‘Thank goodness for bananas, huh?’

‘Ungh.’ The sound was dragged from her on ragged breath as his fingers slid easily against her, finding a spot that exploded shivers through her. The next touch made her knees shake and he pushed her back against the wall, his weight steadying her as she wrapped her leg back around him, rolling her hips to get the position she wanted.

Aiden moaned and shifted too, moving his hand from the delicious things it was doing and wrapping around her knee to support her as he lined himself up and slowly – achingly, tormentingly slowly – pushed into her. If he hadn’t been holding her so wonderfully tightly she would have been writhing against him, but as it was all she could do was quiver and gasp over each slow inch until there was no space between them and he stopped, his chest heaving as he gave her time to get used to the feel and size of him.

He nuzzled against her ear, nipping at the skin there and making her shiver again. ‘You good?’

Good? So, so, so much better than that. ‘Uh-huh.’ She managed to nod, fighting to find her voice. ‘Please… I need more.’

‘I got you, Princess.’ He drew back, then thrust again in a long, gratifying move that slammed her against the wall and made them both groan. There was no space for sweetness as he set up a pounding, harsh rhythm that had her clinging to him breathlessly, her nails dragging at his skin as he fucked her harder, his hands tight at her waist and knee as he drove into her, shoving her higher and higher into explosive bliss.

Aiden held Mia tightly, aware he was probably squashing her against the wall, but not trusting his knees to hold either of them up just yet. She flopped, muttering something against his shoulder. He chuckled when he heard the word “banana” and gently, carefully released her, watching to make sure she had her balance.

‘Are you OK?’