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He placed a gentle hand to her forehead. ‘You feel a bit hot,’ he said.
‘It’s only because I’ve been sleeping with you … I mean, not exactly sleeping with you, but … well … you know what I mean …’
He picked up another strand of her hair, but instead of securing it behind her ear he coiled it around his finger, his eyes still locked with hers. ‘I had this really weird dream last night,’ he said.
‘Oh?’ She moistened her mouth with the tip of her tongue. ‘W-what was it about?’
His eyes left hers briefly to look down at her mouth, lingering there for a moment before returning to her blue-green gaze. ‘I dreamt that I made passionate love to you.’
She tried to affect a flippant tone. ‘Wow, that is weird.’
‘But what’s even weirder is finding you in my bed this morning.’ He released her hair as a small frown brought his brows closer. ‘I didn’t do anything to you that you didn’t want me to, did I?’
Hayley was both surprised and touched by the obvious concern in his tone. She hadn’t thought him capable of a conscience, especially when it came to having his own way. ‘No, of course you didn’t.’
His frown still hovered on his forehead.
‘Did we make love?’
Hayley could feel her cheeks firing. ‘No.’
‘So nothing happened?’
‘Nothing happened, Jasper.’
Silence.
Heavy beating silence.
‘I had this other dream,’ he said, his gaze going to her mouth once more. ‘Or at least I think it was a dream but I could be wrong. It might very well have happened for real.’
The brush of his gaze made Hayley’s lips tingle but somehow she managed to croak out, ‘Oh?’
‘I dreamt that you kissed me.’
She shifted her eyes from the laser beam intensity of his. ‘You were probably dreaming of the kiss at the wedding …’
‘I don’t think so.’ He brought her chin up and looked deep into her eyes. ‘Why did you kiss me, Hayley?’
‘I was tired and not thinking straight. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.’
‘You don’t need to apologise and I want it to happen again. I’ve been thinking about it while I watched you sleeping, imagining what it would feel like to be inside you. My body’s been on fire for the past hour.’
‘Jasper, I …’ She stopped to run her tongue over her dry lips again, her stomach feeling as if a giant hole had just opened in it as he leaned closer.
‘Tell me you don’t want to make love with me,’ he said, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. ‘Tell me and I’ll stop right now.’
How could she even think straight, let alone speak with his tongue rasping along the sensitive skin stretched over her collar-bone? Hayley wondered. How could she deny herself the feel of his weight pinning her to the bed, and the plunge of his hard body into the needy softness of hers?
He kissed the side of her mouth, his tongue flicking against her bottom lip, once, twice, three times. ‘Do you want me to stop?’ he asked, his voice so deep she felt it rumble against her breasts.
‘No …’ she said, and, stifling a groan, brought her mouth to his in a hot, slippery kiss that said more than words ever could. Her hands went to his hair, her fingers burying in its thickness to keep him tethered to her mouth. His tongue set fire to her mouth, each possessive thrust thrilling her as she felt the heat and probe of his erection between her legs as he rolled with her so she was on her back. She felt the abrasion of his leg hair against her silky smoothness and opened her thighs to accommodate him further, her indrawn breath scalding her throat as she felt him brush up against her tender folds, the barely leashed power of his body totally thrilling her.
His mouth moved from its passionate onslaught on hers to suckle on her right breast through the silk of her nightgown, which to Hayley seemed all the more erotic than if he had removed the fabric from her body. She looked down at his dark head and felt a shock wave of delight pass through her belly as his mouth drew hard on her nipple, carrying an electric charge right through her body. He moved to her other breast and did the same, and then, just when she thought she could stand it no longer, he pushed the straps of her nightgown down past her shoulders and uncovered her breasts. She felt the scorch of his gaze as he looked down at her creamy shape, the rose-tipped nipples proudly erect.
‘You are so perfect,’ he said, shaping her with his hand, his eyes burning with arousal. ‘So very beautiful.’
She sucked in a breath as he bent his head to each nipple, his tongue rolling over and over each tight point until she was writhing beneath him.
