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“So wrong.”

Yet neither of us does anything to stop it. On the contrary, he squeezes me tighter in his arms, then deepens the kiss and proceeds to let his hands wander up and down my curves. Gripping. Touching. Exploring as his fingers slip beneath my tee.

His touch is downright electric.

Liquid heat pools between my legs as Lucas slowly pushes me toward the bed, his mouth making ravenous love to mine. I hold on to his muscular shoulders until the backs of my knees find the edge of the bed. I squeal as I fall backward and land on the soft covers.

A second later, Lucas climbs on top of me, pinning me down with his massive build. I feel so warm and safe underneath him as we kiss and devour each other.

“This is unprofessional,” I mutter in between kisses.

“Completely agree. We should stop.”

I can feel his erection pressing into my lower belly. “No,” I say. “Don’t you dare stop.”

Judging by the look on his face, he’s just as surprised as I am by this runaway train, yet neither of us wants to stop it. He lifts up my shirt, revealing my full breasts. His lips close around my nipple. He suckles slowly and playfully at first, but then his teeth graze, and the sweetest sting spreads through my torso.

“Oh my god,” I gasp, running my fingers through his hair.

“You taste so good,” he says as he slips a hand between us. At the same time, he keeps teasing my breast, licking my perky nipple while his fingers slide underneath my pants and dive between my legs. “Fucking hell, Tassia.”

I’m soaked.

He finds my swollen clit, begging for his attention. I welcome his touch, his fingertips parting and pressing, stroking in circular motions until the tension becomes unbearable. He raises his head to kiss me again.

As soon as our lips meet, he penetrates me with two fingers, pressing the bottom of his palm against my tender nub. Colors explode before my eyes as he finger-fucks me into madness, and I come hard, shuddering against his body. I clench tightly around his fingers, groaning harshly as I ride the blissful wave.

Heat spreads through my core as ripples of my release pulsate outward. I can feel his heart thudding against mine.

“I’m sorry,” I mumble.

“I’m not,” he replies. “But I don’t think we can do this again.”

Of course not.

Due to the fire, I will be staying here for a while. And I work for him and his deputies at the police station; technically he’s my boss. Making this the worst idea possible, so why does it feel so damn right? I keep digging, but I can’t find a trace of regret.

“You’re right,” I say.

He plants one last kiss on my lips and pulls back. I feel cold. Empty and vulnerable, left wanting for so much more. But I keep my chin up as I pull my t-shirt down, the ghost of his touch still teasing my senses everywhere.

“So—”

“So, I guess I’ll see you downstairs for dinner then.”

He can barely look me in the eye, the sexual tension between us about to explode. What the hell are we doing, striking the match and then tossing it aside like this? This is insanely awkward.

“I’ve got food right over there.”

“Right. My bad.” Lucas glances around for a moment. “Well, make yourself comfortable.”

I manage a tight smile. “Hope the coffee’s good,” I reply. “I’m a gremlin in the morning.”

He hesitates by the door for a moment, then gives me a weak smile and walks out. “We’ll be downstairs if you need us. And our rooms are just down the hall from yours.”

“Okay.”

As soon as the door closes behind him, I take a deep, shuddering breath.