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She kissed his cheek. Oh God, Rob Lancaster had just stolen a big chunk of her heart and given her the biggest O of her life. The biggest? Heck, the little twinges she’d previously experienced no longer even qualified as orgasms.
Her feelings for Dan had never been like this. And she didn’t just mean the out of this world sex. Neither Dan, nor her previous lover, had managed to propel her to the moon, much less another solar system, but her emotions had more to do with this unique man lying on her, squashing her.
Not that she was willing to give up the glorious pressure of his body on hers. She only got the one night and she planned to touch him every single glorious second of it.
“Wow,” she whispered against his damp hair. He smelled wonderful, all musky and manly. Satisfied.
He started to roll off her, and she tightened her grip. “No.”
He lifted his head. “I’m too heavy for you.”
“No, you’re not,” she denied.
“Yes, I am.” Not giving her the opportunity to protest, he rolled, pulling her with him. In one swift movement, he’d reversed their positions.
“Okay, so you were a little heavy. You didn’t hear me complaining.” She smiled down at him, wiggling her head back and forth to tickle him with her hair.
“No, I can’t say I’ve ever heard you complain.” His hand swept up, brushed her hair back. His gaze searched hers. “You’re amazing.”
Her smile brightened, reaching deep inside to warm her inner most being. “So are you.”
“Did I hurt you?”
“Not hardly,” she scoffed, loving the warmth emanating from his eyes. She arched a brow in challenge. “Dude, I was more afraid I might have hurt you.”
He laughed and playfully swatted her bottom. The brisk contact of his palm against her bare bottom stung.
“Ouch,” she complained. “Now, that hurt.”
She reached around and rubbed her sensitized skin.
“Want me to kiss it and make it better?”
Her gaze shot to his. “So soon?” she asked, awed at his stamina.
“Not yet, but if you keep wiggling like that, it won’t be long.” He grinned, mischief playing in his eyes. “Well, actually, it will be long. And hard. And…”
“You are so bad.” She kissed him, deep. “And I like it.” Another kiss. “A lot.” And another. “A whole lot.”
# # #
Much later, Jill lay in Rob’s arms listening to the thump-thump of his heartbeat. He was awake, but neither of them had spoken for over fifteen minutes. Not since he’d taken her on the wildest ride of her life. She smoothed her hand across his chest, wishing she could reach inside and make his heart her own.
What was he thinking about?
Was it possible he’d tell her to end this ridiculous charade as Princess Isabella Jane Strovanik and spend the next hundred years or so being his love slave? At the moment, she had no doubt she’d agree to be his sex servant and live but to serve her master.
And just what did that say about her?
She’d never before had sex with a man who she wasn’t in a committed relationship with. There had only been the two men. The one during her early college days and Dan. Dan. How could she not have realized before coming to Europe that they were all wrong for each other? Thank God he’d ended their romantic relationship. He was like a brother to her. Did loneliness really drive one to ignore logic and believe a good friend was much more?
Obviously so.
And what about Rob?
How did he feel about her? About what they’d just shared together. Phenomenal sex to say the least.
For her the sex had only been the cherry on top of the sundae. Rob was ice cream topped with chocolate syrup, whip cream, and oh, yeah, a ripe, juicy cherry on top.
