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‘What’s wrong?’ She touched his face with gentle fingers and he dropped a kiss onto her hand.
‘I—I just want to make sure you understand—’
‘That you’re not the sort of man who makes a commitment,’ she said quietly, reading his mind. ‘I know that, Joel. I know exactly how you feel. We’ve been friends long enough for me to have understood that. I know what you’re offering, Joel. Uncomplicated sex.’
He winced slightly and she gave a gentle smile and stood on tiptoe to kiss his mouth.
‘It’s OK. It’s what I want.’
‘You’re sure?’
She nodded and blushed. ‘It feels a bit scary, though.’
‘No.’ He shook his head and took her hand, leading her through to the sitting room. ‘Don’t be scared.’
‘I can’t help it.’ She turned to face him, shaking slightly in a mixture of nerves and excitement. ‘I’ve never done this before—you know that…’
‘Don’t be scared,’ he repeated softly, his warm fingers sliding underneath the elastic of her panties as he dispensed with the last of her clothing.
Suddenly she was naked and she stood still, nibbling her lip, transfixed by the look in his eyes.
‘Has anyone ever told you you’re stunning?’ With a fractured groan he bent his head and kissed her again, his mouth caressing and seducing hers, hinting at the intensity of what was to come.
Without lifting his head, he shrugged off his jacket and let it drop onto the floor, then tugged at his bow-tie.
The delicious torture of his mouth on hers was too much for her and she lifted her hands and tried to hurry him, tearing at his buttons in her hurry to free him of his shirt.
Finally the buttons were undone and she slid her fingers into the rough hair on his chest, feeling a thrill of excitement stab deep inside her.
Still kissing her, he let his fingers slide to the button of his trousers, but she was there before him, feeling the swollen ridge of his erection brush against her hand.
Finally he was naked as well, and she pulled her mouth away from his, looking at him shyly.
‘You don’t have to be afraid to look, Lucy,’ he said hoarsely, ‘It’s OK to look.’
He was his usual confident self, completely unselfconscious about his own nudity. And why should he be? He had a fantastic body. Muscular, firm and athletic in all the right places, and as for the other places…
She looked down at him and he muttered something under his breath and kissed her again, this time tucking one leg behind hers and pulling her gently off balance so that she ended up on her back on the huge soft rug in front of the fire.
The touch of his mouth on her breast made her gasp and she arched her back, moaning as darts of sensation spread down through her body, making her twist against him.
She was desperate for more—for everything—desperate for him to touch her there…
But he didn’t. At least, not immediately.
Instead, he took his time, exploring every inch of her quivering, heated body with gentle strokes of his very clever tongue.
Finally, when she could bear it no longer, he moved over her, his eyes locking with hers as he parted her thighs.
‘I have never,’ he said slowly, ‘wanted a woman the way I want you.’
And he bent his head to kiss her again, slowly and deliberately stoking the heat between them until she was almost begging him to finish what he’d started.
He entered her with a smooth thrust and she cried out as she felt his silken fullness deep inside her.
‘Look at me, Lucy.’
Her eyes flew to his and he caught her hands and lifted her arms above her head, as if he was determined to join every part of them.
