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His breath stopped and everything in him went still.

She stood framed inside the doorway, the soft light from the room highlighting her slender curves, draped in what he could term as flesh-colored. The lace was so delicate, so thin, it looked like she was completely naked.

His eyes drifted from the lace barely covering her breasts to the smile curving her lips.

"Come here," he ordered hoarsely, his body already on fire for her.

She crossed the room to him, her movements like that of a cat, slow, sleek, and designed to drive a man crazy. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

When she stopped in front of him, he released his pent-up breath slowly, carefully.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and you're mine. Say it. Tell me you belong to me."

"I'm yours, now and forever. I want my husband to make love to me until the sun peeps over the horizon."

The way she said "my husband" had him hardening even more if that was at all possible.

"My wife." His hands lifted to frame her spectacular face.

"My heart." He kissed her forehead.

"My entire being." He trailed kisses down her cheek, until he was nibbling at her lips.

With his body aching for her, he swept her into his arms and carried her to bed.

Chapter 16

It was different. Or at least that's what he told himself.

The feel of her was different. Now that she was his wife, it felt … right.

Perfect. She really was his.

She bore his name. She was now Regina Muldoon and that did something to him.

It made his blood run hotter and his passion even more intense. The fire burned in his loins, scorching him, singing through his body.

The feel of her skin, the texture, the taste. It made his fingers not so steady.

He was free to explore, free to show how much he loved her, and Christ Jesus! He loved her so much, it filled every part of him!

His lips trailed over her smooth skin, tasted her neck, where the pulse was beating like a wild thing. Her scent filled his nostrils; the need for her was so much, he could not put it into words.

"Craig." The husky tone of her voice sent nerves shimmering all over his body.

"I can't."

"There's more. I want to give you everything."

His fingers skimmed her ribcage and cupped her breast. "Do you know what you do to me?" he demanded.

"Yes." Her fingers gripped his hair as she arched her body under his.

The passion was intense, hot, so hot, she wondered how it did not consume her.

When he traced the rigid nipple, she soared. He could do this to her.

Turn her inside out, just by being. Just by touching her.