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His fingers slip under my dress and run up my thighs, riding my dress up to around my waist. I breathe in as he loops his fingers around the edges of my thong, tugging it down over my bare legs.

Desire races through me as his fingers explore my body. He lifts the dress over my stomach and over my head, exposing my breasts. I’m not wearing a bra, which leaves me lying there, completely naked.

I gasp as his hands move over me, so turned on by his touch. He kisses me again, his lips tender and soft against mine as his fingers circle my nipples and massage my breasts.

“I need you,” I whisper, parting my legs. I wrap them around his waist, rocking my body against his. “You have no idea how much I need you inside of me.”

He grunts, shrugging out of his pants, grabbing a condom out of the pocket before they fall to the floor. He’s hard already. Slowly, I curl my fingers around his length and run my hands up and down. He groans, a look of ecstasy on his face. I guide him to my entrance and roll on the condom he hands me.

I gasp as he pushes himself inside me. My thighs clench as he gently drives himself back and forth. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss. I tear at his shirt, desperate to feel his body against mine.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Kiara,” he mumbles, trailing kisses down my neck. “I can’t get enough of you.”

I whimper, my back arching as he grinds his length into me. He’s trying so hard to be gentle with me, but every thrust is deeper and harder than the one before. I cry out, my toes curling as I begin to climax.

He groans, and releases inside me, his thrusts reducing to a soft, slow pace as I orgasm. Every moment is almost too much but nowhere near enough. I push him away and pull him toward me at the same time, which makes him chuckle.

Sighing, he rolls underneath me so I’m lying on top of him. I lift my head and offer him a lazy smile, too exhausted for words. His eyes twinkle as her watches me, his fingers tracing circles on my back.

I drift in and out of sleep, the warmth of the fire and the relief of the orgasm exhausting me. Wow. I can’t believe how amazing that was. And best of all, the only emotion I’m feeling right now is happiness that I’ve found such an amazing man.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Max

“I could get used to this,” I murmur, rolling over to embrace her in my arms.

She laughs and wiggles away, a playful smile on her face. Just as quickly she’s back in my arms, her lips pressing against mine.

“This has been amazing,” she says, her blue eyes locked onto mine. “I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s the country air, but I feel so much more relaxed with you…”

I had noticed the change in her behavior the last couple of days. All the stress and uncertainty had all but gone, leaving a happy, vibrant woman without a worry in the world.

“Maybe we should move out here,” I joke.

She laughs and kisses my nose. “Right, I can just imagine you quitting your high-power career for a life in the country,” she teases.

I narrow my eyes, because she’s right.

“Besides, you don’t know about all my bad habits yet. You might hate living with me.”

“Like what?” I ask, pulling her on top of me.

She straddles my chest, rocking herself gently back and forth against my erection. I can’t imagine anything about her annoying me.

“Well, for starters, I’m pretty sure I snore when my hay fever gets really bad.”

“How do you even know that when you sleep alone?” I chuckle.

“I may have woken myself up on more than one occasion,” she admits, her eyes twinkling. I run my hands up over her bare skin. She gasps when I reach her breasts, as I rub my palms against them.

“I find snoring cute,” I shoot back. “You’ll need more than that.”

“Okay, this one’s pretty gross: I sometimes chew my toenails.”

“What?” I laugh in disbelief. “How can you even reach them to do that?”

“I’m very flexible,” she responds defensively. Cupping her ankle in her hand, she lifts her leg above her head while she balances her weight against me.

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