“What are you doing back there anyway?” “May I smell you?” he asked, trying to keep the rasp from his voice at her nearness. It’d be so easy to haul her against his chest. “I… Yeah. I guess.” Her words came out quiet and a little breathless. He wanted to interpret the catch in her voice in one very specific way, but he kept himself from doing so. She flinched when, from behind, he slipped his palms over her hips, dipping low under her soft belly until they spanned the right area. “What are you doing?” She scooted back a fraction in surprise but stilled when he dipped his nose into the crook of
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