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The way the kiss heated and the gasp that Malcolm gave as the kiss broke sent Raylan's blood back to fiery need that would quickly build up in his everything as the grasp at the small of Malcolm's back tugged his shirt free of his pants so he could get a hand under it and onto his skin. The intoxicating pull of Malcolm's words only made him want to lose himself in touching and worshiping this oddly fractured profiler that had turned his world upside down.

The sooner that Malcolm was down with him permanently, the better.

Raylan didn't bother answering, he just arched up to capture Malcolm's lips again as his off hand roamed over Malcolm's ass, hips lifting into him.