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“He’s as good of a lead as any.”

“Don’t do anything rash.”

“I will be the soul of discretion,” Shane said, helping her stow her gear. He drove her back to her Winnebago where she made him a thermos of coffee.

“Help yourself to any road trip snacks,” she said.

“I’m still full from dinner.” He stepped in closer. “But I was hoping for a few kisses.”

“Me, too.” Reba sighed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave herself up to the sweet way his mouth moved on hers.

“When’s Dolly coming back?” he muttered as she dragged him toward the bedroom.

“Who cares?” Reba said, unbuttoning his shirt.

“I don’t mind, if you don’t mind.”

Right now, all she wanted was to feel his body sliding all over hers. She would have liked to have fallen asleep in his arms afterward, but she knew they didn’t have that kind of time. This was going to have to be down and dirty and quick as hell, unfortunately. Stepping out of her jeans, she made quick work of undressing as they went into the bedroom. Shane tossed off his clothes and turned back to her.

Fortunately, he was as ready for her as she was for him. They didn’t even make it to the bed. He put on a condom and then pressed her against the closed door. Reba wrapped her legs around his waist and he slid deep inside of her.

“Hello, beautiful.” He sighed.

His hard length was satisfying and exactly what she had been missing since they came back from Montana.

“Yes.” She moaned, her toes curling as he slowly eased in and out of her.

The tips of her nipples brushed against the wiry hairs of his chest. He buried his face in her neck and teased the sensitive skin there. She tightened around his driving shaft as he picked up the pace.

“Just what I needed,” he said.

“Me, too.” She gasped.

Digging her fingernails into his shoulders, she came when he thrust faster. Kissing him desperately, she hung on as sweet pleasure released over her in sensuous waves. She wanted to hold on to him, hold on to this for the rest of the night. But she knew they only had a few more precious minutes before Dolly interrupted them. It made the moment sweeter and a little bit naughtier.

She enjoyed every last stroke as he finished with a satisfied groan that was muffled against her mouth. Reba loved kissing him, could kiss him forever. They stumbled back to the bed and kept kissing until Reba heard the Winnebago’s door opening.

“Where the hell are you two?” Dolly asked. And then after a few beats: “Are you two having sex?”

“Not anymore,” Reba said.

“Oh shit. Sorry. Hang a scarf on the doorknob or something. I’ll be back in an hour.”

“Make it two,” Shane called out.

Reba put her hand over her mouth to keep from giggling.

When the door slammed shut, Shane turned back to her. “Now, we can take our time.”

Reba was all for that and went back to kissing him and rubbing her palms over the hard muscles of his back and shoulders. “Not enough time.”

“There’s always tomorrow,” he murmured against her lips.

All the tomorrows, maybe.

Chapter Fifteen

Shane