It hit McCoy suddenly, the book he'd been perusing dropping out of suddenly nerveless fingers. He reached out for the bookshelf, clutching it with a white-knuckled hand, trying to control his suddenly ragged, heavy breathing. He could feel his skin flushing, reddening his face and neck, and it felt like his blood was heating up within his veins
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"What in the hell do you think you're doing?"
If he didn't get off her soon, she was going to start screaming. Never mind the fact that her own body seemed to be heating up rather quickly, which she would blame on his temperature, or the fact that she wasn't as frightened as she probably should be considering she had absolutely no idea who this man was.
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"What is this place?" As if they had a mind of their own, Brooke's fingered tightened around his shirt. She had just arrived here about an hour ago and he was the first person she'd ran into, so she was still pretty confused about the whole thing.
Her mind seemed a little more focused on him, though.
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With a low groan into the kiss, McCoy's hands slid down to wrap around her waist, pulling her tight to him. She was warm and soft and felt good, and her mouth was already incredible, even though all they were doing was kissing. He parted his lips, not quite pressing out his tongue yet, but definitely kissing her with a heat and passion that he usually only showed in anger.
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Unthinkingly, he leaned down, still grinding against her hand, and his own went between her legs, teasing her as she was teasing him. Long fingers found her clit, rubbing it gently, teasing at the stiffened nub.
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