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“You play dirty pool,” she told him quietly. “Sometimes I have to think, Sax. This is one of those times. ”
He grunted mockingly. “I don’t like how you think sometimes, have I mentioned that?”
He pushed the sheet away from her body before his hand flattened against her belly, his lips smoothing over her shoulder. She stared down at the rich coffee tone of his skin contrasting so exotically with her pale skin.
“Now, I would have never guessed that,” she countered, allowing the amusement to weigh heavily in her voice. “You’ve surprised me, Sax. ”
He chuckled, a low sexy sound that had her womb clenching in response.
“You’re a smart-ass first thing in the morning. ” He stroked her stomach slowly, his fingertips lightly drawing over her flesh, sending soft, though destructive sensations washing over her nerve endings.
It wasn’t so much sexual as it was caring…loving. She tried to steer clear of that. She couldn’t let daydreams get mixed up with reality. She had made that mistake once before.
He cared. She was certain he cared for her. Sax was often a brutally honest person, he rarely pulled his punches with anyone. But for three years he had moved on the outer edges of her life, always there, always watching her. He had never, not at any time, unleashed his infamous biting sarcasm on her. He had never looked at her with the brutal icy-eyed gaze she had seen him give others. He had never done anything but treat her with the utmost consideration and heated hunger.
Yes. He cared. And perhaps he could have loved, if she was strong enough to be as brave as she had needed to be three years before.
“Yeah, Ella calls me a smart-ass often,” she finally answered, her gaze going back to the ceiling as she smiled fondly, thinking of her friend. “Actually, I think her favorite insult is bitch. ”
“Not hardly. ” His fingers strummed over her hip. “Smart-ass I’ll accept though. Now what has you so solemn this morning?”
She could feel his erection against her thigh, but there seemed to be no haste in him to relieve his arousal. He touched her gently, easily. The caresses as calming as they were arousing.
“Just stuff,” she sighed. “I was shameless last night, wasn’t I?”
She heard the note of pride in her voice and almost winced.
“You were indeed shameless,” he chuckled. “And wet and wild. So fucking hot you were incredible. ”
She turned back to him.
“Why do you share, Sax?” she asked him then. “You’ve said it’s for the women’s pleasure, but that doesn’t make sense. ”
“Why not?” He propped his head on his hand as he levered up, watching her curiously. “Do you think I don’t find pleasure in it, Marey?”
“I wouldn’t find pleasure in seeing another woman touch you. ” She frowned at that thought. She would feel murderous.
“And you won’t ever have to,” he promised. “But you can’t deny you enjoyed what happened last night with Daniel. That you haven’t thought of it, looked forward to it. I heard it in your voice, saw it in your eyes and your response. Why did you enjoy it?”
“Because I’m a pervert,” she snorted sarcastically. “Now your excuse?”
He laughed, a smile curving those sexy lips as he stared down at her reprovingly.
“Shame on you,” he growled. “You’re not a pervert. You’re a very sexy, very sexual woman. That edge of the forbidden is exciting though, isn’t it? Makes the pleasure higher, hotter. Maybe that’s why we like it. I don’t know. But it’s something I wouldn’t want to do without. Seeing you like that, embraced between myself and Daniel, your eyes dazed, your face flushed, pleasure swamping every particle of your being is addictive. It’s a high, baby, only unlike any other I’ve ever known. ”
“Beats drugs, huh?” She rolled her eyes expressively.
His grin kicked in again, his chocolate brown eyes watching her closely, warmly.
She was so lost, she thought. She had lost her damned heart to this man so long ago and now she faced losing him.
“I love you, you know. ” He said the words so simply, so matter-of-factly that for a moment, she was certain she hadn’t heard him correctly.
“Boy, you really like to play dirty pool,” she snapped then, anger, helplessness washing over her. “You couldn’t at least wait until this was settled? Until Vince was caught and I could make sense of any of this?”
She jumped from the bed, casting him a furious glare as she jerked the shirt she was using for a gown from the small chair beside the bed and pulled it on. He was lying back on the pillows, watching her somberly, his eyes piercing her, filling her with guilt.
“I like things clear,” he amended calmly. “Don’t play dumb, baby. You knew this was more than an affair when you went into it. ”
