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“I think we actually?—”

Instead of letting her finish, I grabbed her hips and tugged her into me, unable to resist kissing her again since we were still alone. She smiled against my mouth before kissing me back, whispering quietly between kisses but not pulling away. “This is a terrible place to do this.”

“Absolutely.”

I let myself kiss her for another second before I lifted my head, taking her hand before stealing down the hall with our shoes still in my hand. We paused to listen for movement, but instead of taking off again once we knew we were in the clear, we kissed again, both of us laughing under our breath until we heard a door open somewhere nearby.

Deja’s eyes widened. “We’re toast.”

“We haven’t been caught yet.” I took her hand and pulled her into my room, quietly shutting the door behind us.

After turning the lock, we both paused for another beat to listen, but the footsteps quickly faded down the hall, straight past my bedroom without faltering for even a second. Before I could even begin to fathom that we might actually have gotten away with it, her arms slid around my neck and she pushed herself up on her toes to kiss me again.

“Alright, Colin Thayer,” she whispered. “Now that you have me here, what do you plan on doing with me?”

CHAPTER 34

DEJA

Colin let out a quiet groan against my mouth, but he didn’t keep me waiting, kissing me back with the same passionate intensity as he had back on the beach. I melted into him, every nerve in my body coming to life when he hooked his arm around my hips and pulled me flush against him.

I wasn’t sure if I’d expected him to have a bit of a dominant streak behind closed doors, but within seconds, he pushed me back up against the door with a very quiet thud, his strong frame pressing me against it. “What I’m planning depends on how far you’ll let me go.”

“We’re gettingmarried, Colin.”

“Yeah, but you said the traditions are important to you,” he murmured as his lips broke away from mine to press hot, feverish kisses along the column of my neck. “I meant it when I said I respect that, Deja.”

I groaned, pressing my head back against the wood as I tried to think past the haze of lust in my brain. Colin and I were getting married, but our engagement wasn’t fully official yet. That would only happen after Al-Khutbah, and as much as my body rebelled against the decision I was about to make, I didn’t have a ring on my finger yet.

Since he was, in fact, the man I was going to marry, that seemed like an important detail. “Do we think we should wait until it’s official before we…”

I trailed off to moan when his teeth grazed against my skin, but he got the gist of what I’d been about to say anyway. “Yeah. Okay. That seems fair.”

“Everything else is fair game?” I suggested on a breathy whisper as I wound my fingers into his hair. “Shit, I really hate myself for this.”

He let out a throaty chuckle, kissing his way back up to my mouth before he paused to look into my eyes. I saw the desire burning in his gaze, but he didn’t push it. “A bit of anticipation will make it even better when it does happen.”

“I think we’re way past abitof anticipation,” I shot back, my hips starting to rock of their own accord when he leaned a little further against me.

Colin groaned softly, one of his hands taking my hip in a firm grip while the other caught the side of my neck. When he sealed his lips over mine again, the kiss was harder and more urgent. His whole body got involved as he flexed his fingers on my hip and stroked my cheek with his thumb.

I wound my arms around his neck and hung on, my knees threatening to buckle when he started grinding ever so lightly against me. Sparks shot through my entire being at the sensation of his hard length brushing against my core, my panties completely soaked almost immediately.

I arched into him, but the guy knew what he was doing, just kissing me deeply and moving back a little every time I tried to press myself harder against him. By the time I was dizzy with need, he finally ran a hand along the inside of my thigh, sliding his fingers just the first few inches under my dress.

“Colin,” I whispered, holding onto his shoulders for dear life with one hand while running the other down the strong planes of his back.

“I know, but we’re going to have to keep it down, okay?” he whispered against my lips, those fingertips searing against my skin as he slowly lifted them higher.

“I can be quiet when I have to be,” I replied, biting back a moan even as I said it.

He lifted his head to flash me the sexiest devilish smirk. “I guess we’re about to put that theory to the test.”

Finally bringing his hand up all the way, he cupped my mound over my panties and let out a quiet groan when he felt how drenched the fabric was. “I stand corrected. We’re going to have to find out how quietIcan be when I have to.”

I chuckled, beyond surprised that he could make me laugh even in a moment like this, but then he slid a finger around the front panel of my panties and the laughter immediately gave way to a soft gasp. Colin’s breathing was labored, but I heard a sharp intake of breath from him too, his movements slow enough that it was like I couldfeelhim holding back.

When he finally circled a finger around my clit, I almost cried out, immediately clamping a hand over my mouth to keep any sound from escaping. Colin brought his other hand up to my breast, tweaking my nipple through my dress as he drew another slow, exploratory circle that made my knees buckle.