Carolina wasn’t sure how exactly she managed to drive home, knowing he was following her, knowing what would happen as soon as they reached her house. Even though she’d once been married—happily married—it all felt new to her because it had been so long since she’d been involved with anyone. And she’d never been with such an intensely focused man.

Her heart beat erratically as she went into the house and went through the motions of putting a kettle on to boil. Tea, she thought, would calm her. But then his hands were on her hips, drawing her back against him, and all thoughts of tea and calm were forgotten. His lips were soft and smooth against her neck as he pressed his erection into the cleft of her bottom.

“I missed you so much last night. I can’t stand being away from you.”

They’d spent seven straight nights together, and Carolina had thought one night apart would be good for them. “I hated it, too.”

Her words seemed to do something to him, and his hands moved over her with an urgency that reminded her of the first night they’d spent together last fall.

Feeling shameless and needy, Carolina bit back a moan. How did he do this to her with just a few well-placed caresses? How did he make her forget entirely about her concerns and reservations? When he touched her this way, there was no room for thoughts of anything other than more of him. Part of her suspected he knew she was powerless to resist him and used it to his advantage.

From behind her, he unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them and her panties down to right above her knees.

“Seamus, wait! Someone could walk in—”

“We’ll hear them.” His breath was hot against her ear as he slid his erection between her cheeks, arousing and stirring her. When had he freed himself? How did he do this to her every time?

Reaching around her, he shut off the stove and then turned them around. He shocked the hell out of her when he bent her over the kitchen table.

Carolina knew she should put a stop to this, but then his hands were under her top, squeezing her nipples, and it was all she could do to breathe as he entered her from behind.

“Ah, Christ,” he muttered. “If there’s anything better than this, I haven’t found it yet.”

Since she completely agreed, Carolina had no choice but to hold on to the table and go along for the ride, helpless to resist him as always.

“Mmm,” he said against her ear, sending goose bumps down her spine. “So hot, so wet, so tight.”

He loved to tell her exactly what he was feeling when they made love, which was at times embarrassing and at other times hugely arousing.

“You like hearing that, huh?”

“How can you tell?”