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n-on.”

“That’s good, because I’m not good at hiding things from you.” She’d found herself being shockingly forthright with him from the first words they spoke.

He slid his hand down her thigh, sending her nerve endings rioting. “That surprises me.”

“Me, too,” she admitted in a voice that hitched on each word as his caresses sent jolts of pleasure zinging through her. “I put on a facade for the camera almost every day of my life…” Her voice trailed off as she turned her head from side to side on the silky pillow.

“But?” he prompted.

“But…from the moment we met, I’ve found myself blurting out things I would never admit to anyone else.”

His hand slid up her thigh until he met the elastic leg of her barely there panties. He skimmed along it with a shiver inducing fingertip. “Good. I do not want you telling another man you want him.”

She gasped as he came very close to touching her most private place. “That sounds possessive.”

“Count on it. When a woman is with me, she is mine.”

“And the converse?”

“As long as we are together, I am yours.”

“Then right now, we belong to each other?”

“Yes.”

If the moment had felt profound before it now felt as heavy as a megaton barge with meaning. They might not be verbalizing promises, but their bodies were making them for them…the very situation was rife with them.

Not ready to deal with those implications, she asked, “Do you want me to undress?”

He shook his head, his fingertip playing with the edge of her panties. “I prefer to do it.”

“Is that part of making this perfect for me?” She barely recognized the husky voice asking the question as her own.

“Yes.” He withdrew his hand from her thigh and traced the contours of her face. “Your beauty is such a gift to me.”

“You are used to beautiful women.”

“You are different. Your beauty goes to your soul, does it not? And I can see that in every luminescent line of your features.”

“You make me melt inside when you say things like that.”

“I wonder.”

“What?” she asked, feeling confused.

“Precisely how melted you are.” He winked, switching from romantic seducer to earthy lover in a heartbeat.

She laughed, feeling light with happiness inside. “I don’t think we’re talking about the same thing.”

“Perhaps.” Their mouths met briefly. “A man’s mind might be a bit more basic than a woman’s during times like this.”

“Do you think?” Again her voice hitched on each word as his hand moved down her face to her neck, to cup her breast through her dress again.

“More than think, I know.” He deftly unbuttoned the tiny white buttons that held her bodice together with one hand. “For instance, all I can think of right now is how your bare breast is going to feel against my palm.”

He peeled back her bodice, exposing her intimate curves to both his gaze and the air. The peaks were already beaded in tight points, but she could feel them hardening even more as the temperature controlled air touched them. Then his big hand engulfed her breast, his palm upbraiding the nipple, sending shards of pleasure slicing through her.

She arched toward his hand, sucking in a short gasp of air. “I like that.”

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