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“Mmm…when did you first notice me? Are you saying our encounter in the bar wasn’t by chance?”
“I saw you minutes before you tried to order a drink,” he admitted. “When I spotted a damsel in distress, though, I saw my opening. I took a chance that Cinderella was looking for a Prince Charming to come rescue her, and that she’d mistake me for him if I tried to do her a favor.”
Pia’s heart gave a little squeeze. It was as if he knew her well already. Did he suspect that she was a romantic at heart? Did he know that she’d thrilled to stories of true love, though a part of her knew better?
She pulled his head down for a kiss as the music reached a low crescendo around them.
They kissed deeply, their mouths clinging, unable to get enough of each other.
When he finally broke their kiss, he stood up with her in his arms. “What’s your preference, Cinderella?”
She glanced down at the love seat—next time.
“Bed,” she said.
“My sentiments exactly,” he said, and then strode with her around the partition to where the bed was. “See, we have a lot in common.”
“Besides riding and fishing?”
He paused in the act of placing her on the bed. “Oh, Pia, sweetheart,” he said huskily, a wicked glimmer in his eye, “isn’t that what tonight is all about—fishing and riding?”
Pia felt a full-body flush sweep over her. As she came down on the mattress, she propped herself up on her elbows to stop from lying completely on her back.
She swallowed, unable to say anything.
Holding her eyes, James undid the remaining buttons on his shirt and cuffs, and then pulled fabric from his waistband, stripping off his shirt and undershirt.
Pia soaked up the sight of him. Taut muscle rippled underneath the planes of s
mooth and lightly tanned skin.
She hadn’t been mistaken. He was fit and in top shape.
He made short work of the rest of his clothes, working methodically until he was naked.
His arousal stood in imposing relief against his toned frame.
Pia sucked in a breath. “You’re very beautiful.”
James gave her a lopsided smile. “Isn’t that my line?”
It occurred to her that while she’d viewed pictures of naked men, this was the first time she’d seen one in the flesh. And again, James was beyond her expectations. He was impressive—tall and built as well as fit. The flat planes of his abdomen tapered down to…a definite sign that he wanted to couple with her. Right now.
A tingle went through her, a tightening of anticipation.
As if in response, he pulled her toward him on the bed and began kissing his way down her body.
Pia looked up at the white plaster ceiling, her hands tangling in his hair, and thought she’d die of pleasure.
James kissed the jut of her hip and then worked his way down the soft skin of her inner thigh to the sensitive spot behind her knee. He lifted her other leg and turned his head to nip and brush the pliant flesh of her other thigh.
With one finger, he traced down the cleft at the juncture of her thighs, and she moaned, her head twisting until she pressed her face into the coverlet beside her.
James muttered sweet encouragement as he lowered her leg and caressed his hand down her thigh.
Then he bent, picked up his pants from the floor and fished out a packet of protection. He donned the sheath with economical moves. Stretching out beside her on the bed, he gathered her to him and soothed her with his lips and hands as he muttered soft endearments under his breath.
Pia was lost to the sensation and emotion sweeping her. She was petite and felt surrounded by him.
