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That revelation shocked her. "You grew up in a small town?"
He grinned. "Hell yeah. In the middle of raisin country. A place smaller than this. Definitely not as scenic either. "
"I still don't understand why you're here."
"Don't you?" He stood and pulled her out of the chair, yanking her into his arms. Her body fired up like a raging storm at his touch.
She refused to hope, refused to give flight to her rampant thoughts of why he might be here. "No. I don't."
"Gonna make me spell it out for you?"
She swept her hand over the unruly lock of hair which had fallen across his forehead. Frankly, she didn't care why he was here, she was just so damn glad to see him she could have cried. But still, she wanted to know. "Yup."
"Fine then. I missed you. I haven't slept for a month, I can't write, and despite the fact I swore I'd forget you, there's no fucking way it's going to happen."
"Why?" Her heart soared, but she still needed to hear the words.
Instead of telling her, he showed her. His hands slid to her neck and pulled her lips to his. The kiss was achingly sweet and tender, then increased as his tongue found hers and turned her legs to jelly.
Then he told her. "I love you, Professor Serena Graham."
Tears filled her eyes. This time, she knew he meant it. "I love you too, Michael Donovan."
"I can't live without you. So now what do we do?"
She didn't know, and didn't care. Right now she was trying to recover from the fact that he was here and he loved her. "I have no idea."
"I can write anywhere, you know. And I kind of like this small town atmosphere. Think it would scandalize the community if a jaded erotic crime writer moved in with the literature professor?"
Was this all a dream? Not only had she found the man of her dreams, but he was willing to move to be with her. "I could care less what anyone thinks any longer. This is my life, and I'll live it any way I choose. Besides, I can teach anywhere too. We could live in California."
His eyes widened. "Land of sex, sin and debauchery?"
She laughed. "Sounds right up our alley."
He swept her mouth into a passionate kiss and ran his hands over her body. Hands that knew her so well--every inch of her. Heat and moisture pooled between her legs.
"We'll figure out the logistics later. Right now, I need to fuck you so bad I can't breathe."
With a shaky breath she said, "Great minds think alike. I need you Michael. I haven't been able to sleep or function since I left Paradise. Make love to me. Right here, right now."
His eyes widened. "You're joking. Here? Now?"
She graced him with a seductive smile and licked her lips. "Right here. I want you to fuck me on my desk. Hard."
One of the things she loved the most about him was his lack of shock. As if she'd just asked him to hand her a pencil, he nodded. He stepped away and quickly closed the door to her office and locked it, then shut the blinds. His eyes darkened to a stormy blue as he approached her, already unzipping his jeans. "My pleasure, Professor."
Sweeping the pile of papers off her desk, he lifted her easily and laid her on the desk, unbuttoning her blouse with deft, quick fingers.
"Hurry," she cried, needing him so bad she knew she would come in an instant. The ache to feel his cock pulsated within her.
He swept his hands up her skirt and pulled her skimpy panties down her legs, then hiked the skirt up over her hips and penetrated her in a quick thrust.
He was hard and hot and fucking perfect.
"Miss me?" he groaned as he swept her lips in a heated kiss.
"Yes, desperately," she cried as he stroked her hard.
"Touch yourself and think about me?"
She whimpered and moaned and said, "Daily."
When his lips found hers again she threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled roughly. He pounded her relentlessly and she had to bite back the cries that threatened to spill from her throat.
Instantly the contractions squeezed her. The orgasm burst through her and she lifted her hips and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding him tight as he groaned and came hard and fast inside her.
When it was over and they could both breathe again, Michael swept her hair away from her face and kissed her gently, his eyes full of the love she knew was genuine.
"Let's go home," he said.
"Yes. Let's do that."
Serena smiled at him and held him close, knowing the real adventure of her life was about to begin.
