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“You’re amazing,” he whispered.

“Wow.” She lay back, smiling like the cat that got the cream. “That was pretty amazing. Give me just a moment to recover.”

He kissed her, very gently, as she came down from her high. His cock strained against her thigh, but he was enjoying her pleasure too much to care. At first she lay limp and smiling in his arms, but after a short while she started wriggling against him.

“I feel so empty now,” she whispered in his ear. He didn’t know whether her words or her breath near his ear excited him more. He positioned himself on top of her, careful to hold his upper body weight on his elbows so as not to crush her, and nudged her legs open with his knees.

His cock strained to get to her warmth. And then, in one slow, smooth stroke, he was inside. The pleasure was so intense, he had to stop.

“Sorry,” he said, closing his eyes. “Give me a moment. I’m about to come.”

“That’s okay,” she teased. “I’ve already come once.”

“Give me a second,” he said, placing his forehead gently on hers. “See if we can improve on that statistic.” Finally, he felt sufficiently in control to start moving again. She lifted her hips, angling him even deeper inside her.

Soon they were both gasping in pleasure. He watched as her breathing became shallow, determined to make this as good for her as it was for him until finally, with a little cry, she screamed her pleasure. Her inner walls contracted against his cock, driving him over the edge.

He lay on top of her, unable to hold his own weight anymore. He felt his own heart and another, quicker heartbeat that he knew belonged to Emma. Finally, he rolled her over.

“That was …” he began.

“It was,” she agreed, silencing him with a kiss.

Chapter 10

Emma

Emma woke up amazed at how deeply she’d slept. From the light streaming in from the porthole, she could see it was morning already.

She looked down to find herself draped all over Rob’s strong body, her head resting on his shoulder. They were both completely naked.

I’ve probably been drooling on him too.

She took her weight off of him very carefully so as not to wake him up. At rest he was so handsome it almost hurt to look at him. She resisted the urge to kiss him, knowing it would only end up with both of them in bed, and she really needed a coffee first. And to pee.

Probably not in that order.

Smiling, she found her turquoise underwear and quickly put them on. She saw her dress at the foot of the bed and was about to put it on, but some very feminine instinct had her reaching out for Rob’s shirt instead. Not something she’d ever done before, wear a man’s shirt, but then she’d never had two such amazing orgasms before. The khaki shirt hung to her mid-thigh. She buttoned it up silently, amazed at how right it felt to be wearing his clothes.

After taking care of her needs, she spent a minute looking at herself in the mirror. Her curls were as wild as she expected, but there was no hiding her satisfied smile.

She decided to go to the kitchen and make Rob some coffee and bring it to bed. Maybe then they could have a second go at—

“Ahhh!” she said, coming face-to-face with a stranger standing in the kitchen. Her first thought wasn’t a thought at all, just pure, unadulterated fear.

Then she noticed the woman—for it was a woman—didn’t look dangerous at all. She had a strange, frozen expression on her face. In her hand she balanced two paper cups of steaming coffee. She was beautiful and perfectly made up, even at this time in the morning. Emma couldn’t help noticing the woman’s left hand, where an enormous diamond glinted in the sunlight. Her next thought was an incoherent scramble at being caught wearing Rob’s shirt and nothing else.

Oh God. Is he engaged?

Emma felt herself start to shake. Could she have misread the situation so badly? No, she decided, that was simply impossible.

Rob appeared behind her, his hair tousled from sleep, chest bare, jeans unbuttoned, and a gun in his hand.

Where did that come from?

His expression went from fierce to surprised when he saw the woman. It didn’t escape Emma’s attention how quickly he lowered his gun.

The woman didn’t say anything. In one swift move she dropped her coffee cups on the table, walked past Emma as if she didn’t exist, and threw her arms around Rob. Rob hugged her back tightly.