Hot hands on her hips, Danny kissing the back of her neck.

She shivered. “Hold on.”

But of course he followed her all the way to the bathroom, where she’d stashed a box of condoms. Unopened, because training had taken the front seat for the past six months, and—after the disappointment of Ward—she hadn’t run across anyone who made her want to shave her bikini line, much less get down and dirty.

Until Danny.

The man who’d seen her with stubble on her thighs, sand in her hair, and makeup smeared by sunscreen. And whose cock was stone hard for her.

One big arm came around her front, Danny tugging her back to him so he could attack the side of her neck with his sucking, kissing, nibbling mouth. Her eyes threatened to roll back in her head.

“Danny, damn it, let me open this!” Stupid plastic wrap.

He kissed her shoulder instead while stroking one hand down her side to her thigh. “Hurry up, princess. I might lose it in my pants and damn, that would be embarrassing.”

Her hands trembled, her muscles quivering with want.

Sex had never been this way for her. Ever. “Are you always like this?” she asked as she tore open the box. Flat packets went flying everywhere. Two, however, fell on the counter in front of her, and she grabbed one. Right as Danny swiveled her around with a tug—so that she was the one who chose to do the swivel and could control her balance—and pushed up her sports bra.

“No, you just make me crazy.”

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NO HOLDS BARRED

Heart thudding, she lifted her arms and he pulled the tight fabric off over her head. Danny’s groan made her thighs clench, her pussy flood. She wasn’t ready for him to bend and put his mouth on her breast, sucking hard.

“Danny.” She clenched one hand in his hair, her other still clutching the unopened condom packet.

Her butt hit the counter.

Guess it wouldn’t be the wall after all. That was fine. This was also something she’d never before done—gone nuts in a bathroom. Dropping the condom onto the counter, she put both hands in the rough black silk of his hair and let him devour her breasts. He used a hand to squeeze the taut mound of one breast while he kissed and sucked the other, then switched focus.

Unable to breathe, she pushed him off.

He looked at her, wild-eyed.

Feeling just as wild, she slid her hand into his shorts and palmed the rigid length of his erection. His skin was delicate and soft, his cock hard as rock. And bigger than she’d expected. By a good margin.

Jerking, he pressed his hands on the counter on either side of her. “Fuck, Catie.” Teeth gritted, he pulled her hand away before wrenching off his shorts to kick them aside.