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The minute she took a sip of air, her world shattered. She raised her hips and Mike slipped his hands beneath her bottom and rode out her orgasm with her, his tongue still probing her depths as she shuddered and sighed.
She felt boneless and breathless as Mike hunched forward and cinched his hands around her waist.
He kissed the corner of her mouth and whispered, “That wasn’t a no, was it?”
“I don’t even remember the question.”
He draped the blanket around her shoulders and lifted her in his arms.
“I’m too tall to be carried around.”
He hoisted her higher. “I’m taller.”
He took her into his bedroom and yanked back the covers on the bed, then placed her on the cool sheet. “You can take a nap in here.”
She pulled on his T-shirt. “Is that what they’re calling it these days?
“I meant, you can take a nap after I ravish you. Unless...” He pulled off his shirt and dropped it onto the floor.
Sitting up on her knees, she ran her palms across his well-defined chest. “Unless what?”
“Unless you want to kick me out after what I said about Shane.”
Her hands stilled. “You were right. I never felt that Shane valued me, or at least he didn’t value me as much as he did his career.”
She hooked her fingers in his waistband. “I don’t want to talk anymore.”
She didn’t want to put Mike on the spot, didn’t want to force him to choose between her and his career. She always lost that battle.
Running her hand up his thigh, she pressed a kiss against his collarbone. “I don’t want to talk.”
As she unbuttoned his fly, he buried his hands in her hair and kissed her mouth. She slipped her hands inside his boxers and caressed his erection.
“Mmm, I don’t think you’ve forgotten anything.” He nuzzled her neck. “Your touch feels so good.”
She helped him peel his jeans from his hips, and then she fell back on the bed, beckoning with her hands.
He kicked off his pants and straddled her, his knees on either side of her hips. She took him in her hands again, reveling in the feel of his smooth, hard flesh.
“I want you, Claire. I’ve wanted you from the minute I saw you on that balcony looking like the snow queen.” He eased into her. “Do you believe me?”
Did it matter if she believed him? From the way that he kissed her and the way his body shuddered when she ran her nails along the bare skin of his back, she knew she was his priority—right now. And all she had was right now.
He filled her completely and asked again, “Do you believe me, snow queen?”
Closing her eyes, she whispered, “Yes. Yes, I do.”
* * *
HER EYES FLUTTERED open and the gray light in the room mimicked the gray fog in her head. She had no idea what time it was or even what day it was. Hell, she could barely remember her name after the thorough lovemaking last night...this morning.
Mike’s breath warmed the nape of her neck and she wriggled against him, feeling his erection come to life against her backside. She could wake up to that for the rest of her life.
Mike kissed the curve of her ear. “Did you get enough sleep?”
“I think so.” She yawned. “What time is it?”
He’d obviously already looked at his watch or his phone because he answered promptly, “It’s four forty-five.”
“P.m.?”
“Of course, unless you think we slept for twenty-four hours.”
“I really have no concept of time right now.” She shifted onto her back. “Do you think there’s any news about Hamid?”
She might as well be the one to bring them back to cold, hard reality. She didn’t want him to think she actually believed she’d remain his priority in the face of this developing plot.
“Not sure.” He reached for his phone, and his eyebrows collided over his nose. “I got about ten texts and voice mails in the past thirty minutes.”
“What?” The sensuous languor that had seeped into her body evaporated, and she bolted upright. “Who are the texts from?”
Before Mike could answer, the room exploded around them.
Chapter Twelve
The blast rocked the floor and slammed Mike into the wall. His eyes watered as he blinked against the acrid smoke filling the room.
