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Laura caught a breath that made her chest rise and fall sharply. She could still see Dale’s smile.

“You like that.” He made it a statement, not a question, as his hands caressed her bare skin.

“I do.”

There was an incredible unreality about the moment.

Sensory overload from the feel of his mouth, the sight of his dark head poised over her, the promise in those smoky eyes.

This was Dale Emerson, the man who’d been haunting her subconscious for so long that watching him touch her was surreal in the extreme. It was a scene from one of her fantasies come to life while she stood barely dressed in front of a mirror, his tongue tasting her throat, a warm velvet stroke that left a gleam of dampness in its wake.

“I’ve wanted to be bad with you for a long time.

And we’re going to be bad together, Laura.

Very bad.”