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“Exactly the way you’re doing it. Except I’m the one who should be thanking you.”
He set down his glass and captured her lips. They kissed and tasted, touched and kneaded each other until she came up for air and shared a contented smile with him.
“Shall we eat dinner now?”
“Good idea.” He flashed a wicked grin. “The happy hour was great. We’ll have dessert after dinner.” He squeezed her against his solid chest, and she felt him with every bone in her body. She loved this man so much, with his mischievous blue eyes, the luscious curve of his mouth, and his casual self-confidence.
She caressed his cheek and eased out of his hold. The smell of garlic, rosemary, and the various herbs she’d used reminded her that dinner was ready. She’d set the table before leaving for the airport and carried the hot pan over, placing it on the trivet.
“It’s so good to have you back.” She served him while he poured the wine.
“I’m getting used to your home-cooked meals and pampering.”
Hiding a smug smile, she mentally crossed her fingers, wishing for him to become addicted to her cooking, her kisses, and so much more.
After dinner, he helped her clear the table.
“All I have for dessert is strawberries with vanilla ice cream on top.”
“Perfect.”
When she finished setting the dirty plates in the dishwasher, she joined him at the table. “Would you like an after-dinner drink?”
“No, thank you. I’ll have more dessert.”
He turned toward her with that lazy, sexy grin that did stupid things to her heart rate, and drew her to him.
“I’ve missed you so much, sweetheart.” The mixture of desire and tenderness in the depths of his eyes set her on fire.
“I’ve missed you too, more than you can imagine.”
His arms locked around her, and he pulled her down onto his lap, pressing his warm mouth on hers. His tongue teased the seam of her mouth. A wispy sigh escaped her, and she opened her lips to his gentle probing. Her heart thumping wildly, she laced her fingers around his neck and leaned into his warmth and strength. Their tongues, tasting strawberry and vanilla, entangled in a crazy dance.
His fingers stroked her ribs. He groaned and ran his hands along the outer curves of her breasts. Her breath caught in her throat, their kisses both physical and emotional. Chemistry sizzled between them and shattered her nerves.
He released her mouth slowly. Stealing little kisses from the corners of her lips, he whispered against her forehead, “Lillian, my sweet, it’s too hot in here.”
“Yes, so hot,” she murmured, her woozy mind still reeling from the sensation of his mouth and his solid muscles against her body.
His hands glided to her back and unzipped her dress, lowering it to her waist. “Better now?”
“Oh yes.” Especially when his mouth caressed the lacy edge of her bra, and his hand gently rubbed the hardened peak of her other breast. Anything he did with his fingers and mouth sounded good, felt good, and cloaked her in delicious sensations. “You?”
She rubbed her palm over his chest. Annoyed at the feel of cotton under her hand, she tried to undo the buttons and pulled, snapping one off. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and yanked it out of his pants. With a happy sigh, she dug her fingers into his flesh.
“Can we go to your room and get comfortable?”
She slid off his lap and straightened, her dress heaping on the floor. “This way.” She led him down the hall. “Sorry, but the bed is only half the size of yours.”
His sexy grin did crazy things to her heart. “We’ll just snuggle closer.” He held her at arm’s length, his intense gaze burning her skin. “This black lace bikini is just perfect for a swim at night off the boat.”
Her cheeks flamed, and her palms tingled. With eager fingers, she peeled off his shirt and unzipped his pants, not daring to do more when she felt his erection. He scoffed, and she sat on the bed, watching him lower pants and trunks.
“Ta da.” Laughing, he opened his arms.
Her eyes rounding, she scrambled to the end of the bed.
“I love this bed. It’s just the right size to reach for a shy woman and undress her.” He drew her to him and swiftly got rid of her bra and thong.
Gathering her into his arms, he lavished her face and neck with tender kisses and caressed her breasts. His thumb circled one crest with aching slowness and gently squeezed and licked. His fingers parted her thighs and worked more magic inside her core.
Shards of hot, white light pierced her brain as she shuddered. When his erection thrust into her warmth, she threw her legs around him, contracted and moaned his name in a mind-blowing orgasm.
He kept her in his arms for a long time, his lips pressed to her temple, her heart thumping against his.
“We belong together. I’ll never let you go, sweetheart,” he whispered into her hair.
