lip and waited to see what he would do next.
“You look incredible in the candlelight.”
She blushed, and turning her head toward him, let her smile say what she couldn’t say with words before looking away again.
He unhooked the clasp at the back of her skirt, then unzipped her. The skirt puddled at her feet, and she stepped out of it.
Every nerve ending awakened, every sense heightened. Again, he didn’t touch her, prolonging the agony, the ecstasy. When he finally touched her again, he glided a finger from the top of her spine to the edge of her thong.
“Darlin’, you make me believe in miracles.”
Tears sprang to Mari’s eyes before she knew they were coming. Her throat closed up, and once again, she found it difficult to look at him. What was happening to her? What was happening between them? He had to know what he was doing was more than a mere seduction.
He answered her as though he’d heard her. “I don’t know what’s going on. Between us, I mean.”
She gathered her nerve, turned and brought her gaze to his. The expression on his face was open and vulnerable, urging her to speak. But she didn’t have his gift for sweet talk. “Tell me.”
“I’ve felt this…thing…between us from the first second I saw you.” He laughed, then backed away, leaving her alone. The cool air of the air conditioning brought goose bumps to her skin.
He began taking off his shirt, unbuttoning it as slowly as he’d done hers. Was he teasing her again?
“Would you listen to me? I sound like one of those sappy television movies for women.” Tossing his shirt aside, he dropped his jeans to the floor, kicking his boots off along with them.
She couldn’t help but drop her gaze. But not to look away this time. Instead, she took him in, thrilling at the long, thick shaft that curved at the end. She jerked her eyes back to his and saw the amusement there.
“Like what you see?”
“Uh, yeah. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite like it.”
He narrowed his eyes, his wonderful grin bringing up the corners of his mouth. “Now who’s trying to seduce who?”
He strode over to her and pulled her to him, cupping her bottom and lifting her off her feet. She giggled, more from nerves than anything else, and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’d cast a spell on me.”
She tilted her head in question. “I wouldn’t do that to you. Not again. Unless, of course, you wanted me to.” She laughed. “Besides, I was wondering the same thing about you.” She answered his grin with one of her own.
He took her with him as he fell onto the bed. Rose petals surrounded her, feathery soft against her skin, and she breathed in their sweet fragrance. He buried his face against her neck, nipping at her and murmuring sweet words. She turned her head to the side, and he slid his hand to the string of her thong and yanked it from her. He growled, and she giggled at the tickle the sound made against her skin. Cupping her breast, he dragged his tongue along her neck, over her collarbone, then down the side of her breast. He licked, then nibbled, then licked some more.
She tunneled her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and held him to her. Moving his hand along her leg, he caressed the tender skin between her leg and her mons. Eager for him to explore further, she encouraged him with a soft mew.
Another growl escaped him once his hand found her pussy. Spreading her folds, he massaged her clit, and without warning, she climaxed. She cried her surprise, her joy, her excitement.
He lifted his amber gaze to hers. “You’re wet. So wet I may need a big, long drink of you.”
“Uh-uh-uh.”
He jerked his head back and frowned. “Huh?”
She adopted a sexy expression. “If you get a drink, I get a drink.”
“Darlin’, you can have anything you want.”
Mari giggled as he scrambled around, placing his shaft directly over her head. He grabbed her legs and
“You look incredible in the candlelight.”
She blushed, and turning her head toward him, let her smile say what she couldn’t say with words before looking away again.
He unhooked the clasp at the back of her skirt, then unzipped her. The skirt puddled at her feet, and she stepped out of it.
Every nerve ending awakened, every sense heightened. Again, he didn’t touch her, prolonging the agony, the ecstasy. When he finally touched her again, he glided a finger from the top of her spine to the edge of her thong.
“Darlin’, you make me believe in miracles.”
Tears sprang to Mari’s eyes before she knew they were coming. Her throat closed up, and once again, she found it difficult to look at him. What was happening to her? What was happening between them? He had to know what he was doing was more than a mere seduction.
He answered her as though he’d heard her. “I don’t know what’s going on. Between us, I mean.”
She gathered her nerve, turned and brought her gaze to his. The expression on his face was open and vulnerable, urging her to speak. But she didn’t have his gift for sweet talk. “Tell me.”
“I’ve felt this…thing…between us from the first second I saw you.” He laughed, then backed away, leaving her alone. The cool air of the air conditioning brought goose bumps to her skin.
He began taking off his shirt, unbuttoning it as slowly as he’d done hers. Was he teasing her again?
“Would you listen to me? I sound like one of those sappy television movies for women.” Tossing his shirt aside, he dropped his jeans to the floor, kicking his boots off along with them.
She couldn’t help but drop her gaze. But not to look away this time. Instead, she took him in, thrilling at the long, thick shaft that curved at the end. She jerked her eyes back to his and saw the amusement there.
“Like what you see?”
“Uh, yeah. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite like it.”
He narrowed his eyes, his wonderful grin bringing up the corners of his mouth. “Now who’s trying to seduce who?”
He strode over to her and pulled her to him, cupping her bottom and lifting her off her feet. She giggled, more from nerves than anything else, and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’d cast a spell on me.”
She tilted her head in question. “I wouldn’t do that to you. Not again. Unless, of course, you wanted me to.” She laughed. “Besides, I was wondering the same thing about you.” She answered his grin with one of her own.
He took her with him as he fell onto the bed. Rose petals surrounded her, feathery soft against her skin, and she breathed in their sweet fragrance. He buried his face against her neck, nipping at her and murmuring sweet words. She turned her head to the side, and he slid his hand to the string of her thong and yanked it from her. He growled, and she giggled at the tickle the sound made against her skin. Cupping her breast, he dragged his tongue along her neck, over her collarbone, then down the side of her breast. He licked, then nibbled, then licked some more.
She tunneled her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck and held him to her. Moving his hand along her leg, he caressed the tender skin between her leg and her mons. Eager for him to explore further, she encouraged him with a soft mew.
Another growl escaped him once his hand found her pussy. Spreading her folds, he massaged her clit, and without warning, she climaxed. She cried her surprise, her joy, her excitement.
He lifted his amber gaze to hers. “You’re wet. So wet I may need a big, long drink of you.”
“Uh-uh-uh.”
He jerked his head back and frowned. “Huh?”
She adopted a sexy expression. “If you get a drink, I get a drink.”
“Darlin’, you can have anything you want.”
Mari giggled as he scrambled around, placing his shaft directly over her head. He grabbed her legs and
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