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Page 126 of Inferno

Her lips parted on a soft gasp. “Stan—”

Before she could complete the thought, much less the sentence, Stan dipped his head and captured her mouth in an urgent, mind-blowing kiss that left her knees quaking and her loins throbbing.

“I’ve been trying to keep my distance,” he whispered raggedly, “but I couldn’t wait another second to get you alone.”

Delicious shivers raced through her as he deftly began unbuttoning the long flannel shirt she wore over black leggings.

“Stan,” she said breathlessly, batting his hands away, “what are you doing?”

“What does it look like?Getting ready to make love to my beautiful wife.”

“You wereserious?”

“Hell, yeah.”

“But everyone’s downstairs!”

He chuckled, low and sexy.“This is what they think we’re doing up here anyway. So we might as well.”

“But what if—”

He slanted his mouth over hers, sucking her bottom lip and twining his tongue around hers with a carnal sensuality that sent molten heat curling through her veins.

She moaned softly in surrender, sliding her arms around his neck. As the kiss deepened, his body settled more firmly against hers. When he lifted her from the floor, she wrapped her legs around his waist.

As he leaned down to nuzzle her arched throat, Prissy sighed languorously. “The cabin is absolutelywonderful, Lieutenant Wolf. I’m so glad it was one of your prizes.”

Stan lifted his head and gazed down at her, his dark eyes sweeping over her face with searing tenderness. “Your love is the only prize I could ever want or need,” he said huskily.

Prissy’s heart melted as she gazed into his eyes. “You have it, sweetheart. And you always will.”

“Good.” He kissed her softly. “And now…”

Prissy’s lashes fluttered closed, lips curving in a naughty smile. “Let the feast begin.”

Giving a low howl of satisfaction, Stan locked the door and loosened her last button….

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