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Castillo, on the floor naked. Oh, my…

Lust.

It was pure, passion-driven, desire-sparking lust. And this time, Lara wasn’t in it for testing a little sample.

Her tongue slipped between his lips, swirling along his before backing out to dance over his mouth.

Letting her body run the show, she slid closer, her knees angling down his thighs and her bare breasts pressed to his chest. Her mouth brushed his in a series of teasing kisses. Each one grew wetter, hotter, more intense.

A response echoed in her body.

But she wanted more. More kisses, more heat.

Her fingers scraped across the velvet hardness of Castillo’s shoulders, down the rock-hard curve of his biceps.

Isn’t he a big one?

With a little growl of anticipation, Lara decided to do some exploring. She nibbled her way over that irresistible dimple, dipping her tongue in before sliding kisses along the hard plane of his jaw.

Oh, he was tasty.

Angling her body over the promising bulge beneath the blanket, Lara bit the chain around his neck, tugging the dog tags aside with a jingle of metal.

Now this was worth waking up for….