Sydney Harbour Hospital: Lexi's Secret

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shamelessly responding to the hard ridge of his growing arousal.
    Her inner core was pulsing with a longing that felt so intense, so rampantly out of control it was like a fever in her blood.
    It was wrong.
    Forbidden.
    Dangerous …
    She dropped her gaze to his sexily sculpted mouth. It was suddenly just a breath away from hers as if her lips had drawn his down through a force of their own. She could see each of the fine vertical creases in his lips, the masculine dryness an intoxicating reminder of how it felt to have his mouth possess her soft, moister one. She could feel the mint-fresh breeze of his breath as it skated across her lips. It was like a feather teasing her, stirring every sensitive nerve until she thoughtshe would go mad if he didn’t cover her mouth with the heated pressure of his to assuage the spiralling need.
    His mouth moved infinitesimally closer.
    Lexi felt his erection, so thick, so powerful and so wickedly tempting against her. She pulled a breath into her lungs but it felt as if she was hauling a road-train along with it. All she had to do was step up on tiptoe and press her mouth to his …
    ‘If you don’t step back right now I’m going to do something I swore I wouldn’t do,’ Sam said in a deep, rough burr that sent a shiver down her spine.
    ‘Why don’t you step back?’ Lexi asked, not because she wanted to win this particular battle but more because she couldn’t get her legs to work right at that moment.
    ‘Don’t do this, Lexi,’ he said, still staring at her mouth, his breath a warm caress on her lips, his body still hot and heavy and aroused against hers.
    Lexi felt the hammering of his heart beneath her palm where it was resting on his chest. Its pace was just as hectic and uneven as hers. His hands were gripping her by the upper arms, his warm fingers scorching her flesh. She felt the battle raging in the pulse of his blood, pounding through his fingertips, the war between holding her tighter and letting her go. ‘You touched me first,’ she said. ‘You grabbed my arm.’
    ‘I know,’ he said in a gravelly voice. ‘It was wrong. I shouldn’t have touched you. I don’t want this complication right now.’
    ‘So step back.’
    His glittering eyes seared hers for a pulsing moment. ‘You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?’ he said. ‘You’re enjoying the fact that you still have this effect on me.’
    ‘You want me to step back?’ she asked with a pert look. ‘Then let go of my arms.’
    His fingers loosened but he didn’t release her. ‘When I’m good and ready,’ he said. And then he brought his mouth down slowly, inexorably towards hers.
    Lexi knew she should have moved. She knew she should have pushed against his chest and put some distance between their bodies. She knew she should not have just stood there waiting for his mouth to come down to hers. She knew it, but in that moment she was trapped by her own traitorous need to feel his lips against hers just one more time.
    As soon as his lips met hers she felt the electric shock of it through her entire body. It travelled from the sensitive surface of her lips to the innermost core of her where that deep ache of longing was flexing and coiling. Hot pulses of need fired through her as her lips felt the subtle pressure of his. He kept the kiss light at first, experimental almost, as if he was rediscovering the landscape of her lips. It started with a brief touchdown of hard, cool lips on her softer ones. A barely touching brushstroke and then another. He raised his mouth off hers a mere fraction but her lips clung to the rougher surface of his. He pressed down again, slightly harder this time, his lips moving against hers in a gentle exploration.
    But then it all changed.
    That one searching stroke of his tongue against the seam of her mouth made the kiss became something else entirely. Lexi opened to his command, hungrily feeding at his mouth, brazenly playing with the stab and thrust of his tongue. It was

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