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Colin skimmed his hands over her thighs and then up her back.

Together, they lowered to the sofa, and he leaned over her.

His eyes glittering down at her, he cupped her intimately. He parted her folds and dipped inside her. She clenched around him instinctively.

She felt the caress of his thumb at her most intimately guarded place. Her eyelids lowered, and she bit down hard on her lip. Waves of sensation lapped her.

“You drive me crazy when you do that.”

“Oh.” Then she realized she wasn’t sure what he meant. “Oh?”

“I keep thinking of sucking on that pouty lower lip of yours.”

Unthinkingly, she bit her lip again.

“I want you.” Already shirtless, he stood up and disposed of his trousers, and then sheathed himself with protection that he retrieved from a pocket.

The flames from the fire cast their flickering shadows on him, showing him in all his bronze glory.

He was magnificent—primed and male and wanting her. Right now.

Liquid fire coursed through Belinda.

Colin lowered himself to her, settling himself between her legs.

“I’m sure this sofa is an antique,” she protested.

“Then it’s been witness to plenty.”

Without another word, he glided inside her, causing them both to sigh.

It had been so long—three years—that Belinda found herself trembling. A tremor went through Colin, too. She could feel it.

He began a rhythm that she soon took up in counterpoint, her fingers finding traction on the dips and plateaus of the muscles of his back.

They both moaned.

“That’s right,” Colin urged.

“Yes.” The blistering word was all she could manage.

The sofa groaned and creaked with their increasingly urgent movements.

They were so hot for each other that it was a wonder their coupling wasn’t over in minutes.

She was impressed by Colin’s control in order to give and receive pleasure. He was making it good for her, just as he had in Vegas.

Waves lapped her with increasing strength until she felt herself undulating with climax.

She cried out and Colin held her, soothing her.

Minutes later, he built his rhythm again, until he suddenly stilled and gave a hoarse groan.

Belinda followed him over the edge again on a throaty cry.

Afterward, they lay together, spent and breathless.

If there was any doubt, Belinda thought, about their first time being a fluke, it had been put to rest.

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