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“Being on top is better than being on the bottom …”

“Not always.” Hailey’s words were low and teasing. The look in her eyes was hot, sexy.

“Being on top has a few definite benefits,” Gage murmured, now having completely switched places so her back was against the wall and his toward the ballroom.

“Does it? Like what?” Her eyes were huge, so big they were lost in the curls tumbling out from the white fur brim of her hat.

Need, stronger than any he’d felt over a simple flirtation, surged through Gage. He angled his body so Hailey was trapped between him and the wall.

For a second, one delicious second, he just stared. The tempting display of luscious flesh, mounded above the tight satin binding her breasts.

The need intensified. Took on a sharp, hungry edge.

“Like this,” he said, giving in to its demand. He took her mouth, intending to be gentle.

But the kiss was carnal and raw and dancing on the edges of desperate. Tongues tangled. Lips slid, hot and wet.

And she tasted just as sweet as she looked … But the sounds she made were sexual nirvana.