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She walked across the threshold onto the balcony, and he closed the gap between them with two long strides. His hands reached out to cup her face. Her lips quivered in response to his touch. He ran the pad of his thumb across her lower lip, and she let out a groan of pleasure.
Consumed by the feverish need to possess her, his desperation to take without asking mounted. He threaded a hand into her thick locks, enjoying the feel of the silky strands between his fingers.
His eyes darted across her face, taking in every breathtaking detail. "You're lovely," he ground out in a hoarse voice before claiming her lips with his.
Noel slid a hand around her waist and pulled her against his body. He smothered her moan, deepening the kiss until she went limp in his arms. He ran his tongue from one corner of her mouth to the other, eliciting a sigh. When he plunged his tongue between her parted lips, he tasted the sweetness within their depths.
"I thought I told you no kisses without mistletoe." Her lips curved into a devilish smile.
His gaze drifted to a spot above her head. Strung up against the center of the archway, a branch of mistletoe swayed. "We're in luck."
"An unexpected coincidence, I'm sure." She gave him a wry smile before wrapping her arms around his neck, clinging to his body in a way that made him dizzy with lust.
He dragged his lips from hers, and his voice thickened with desire. "Maura..." Her name tasted rich and sinful on his lips. "I'm trying to restrain myself here, but..." He leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear. "I want to make love to you," he breathed, rejoicing in the gasp of obvious excitement that escaped from her lips. "If youwant me to back off, tell me now, because you're making me crazy. Tell me, Maura ... Tell me this is what you want."