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What was she doing? Tori was deep in the kiss before any part of her brain woke up enough to be rational. The mostly unclad Colin was lying full upon her and, after a brief hesitation, was proving he was an exceptional kisser.
After enjoying the situation for several more moments, she managed a “Whoa.” Then she pushed against his shoulders to shift him up and far enough away for her head to stop having ideas about where to go next with this mostly naked man. He tasted deliciously of male and toothpaste—a welcome relief from her own salt sweat and char—but it was dumb as could be for her to randomly kiss a total stranger.
Colin didn’t resist as she pushed him back. Kept going until he was kneeling between her legs.
“Um,” she had nothing to add to that. And she was almost tired enough
