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Then that same hand moved between them, slipping between their melded bodies, and he lifted his hips and unbuckled his belt.
‘Abe...’
That word reminded him she was a virgin for, God knew, his body had forgotten. And then he felt her hand there, at first to halt him, but then she just felt him for a moment, hot and hard beneath her palm.
‘Oh...’ Her word came out in a shudder and she held him some more, feeling the velvety smooth skin and the strength beneath.
She was on the edge of somewhere she had never been, so Abe got back to kissing her, deep, urgent kisses, so that she did not lose her pace.
And he wasn’t taking her, she was half-dressed and panties on, but he was pressing into her and she was lifting into him.
He’d never so urgently pursued another’s pleasure, but he demanded it now.
Abe took her hands and held them over her head and he kissed her hard and felt her resisting almost the pleasure she was on the very edge of. And she rued being a virgin for a second, only because had she not been, she knew he would have taken her then.
Abe would have taken her hard and fast on the sofa and she would have let him, and with that thought, with Abe pressing into her, she shattered. He felt her tense and the heat of her face on his cheek and the exquisite moan, and he held on for dear life not to join her, just kissing her red face and smoothing her damp hair, now plastered to her cheeks, and telling himself the wait would be worth it.
‘Come on,’ he told her, and she heard his voice breathless, and he stood, tucking himself in. ‘Come to my—’
‘Abe...’
She was a little stunned as she sat up to find that the lights were on, for locked with him it had felt as if the world had gone the most decadent shade of black.
It was supposed to have been a kiss, except she’d been lost in the moment and drunk in the heat that they’d made together. It surprised her how normal the room looked. The glasses on the table were upright, the lights were on, and everything was in place, except a thoroughly rumpled Naomi, who he now wanted in his bed.
Except she wasn’t ready for that and in truth wasn’t sure that she’d ever be.
Naomi came with a heart attached.
She pulled her dress up over her breasts, just a little embarrassed to be half-naked now.
His shirt was on the floor, and though his trousers were done up again, she could see how aroused he was; more, she could feel that energy still in the room. She wanted to take his hand, she wanted to be led to his bed, but she did not want the pain that would surely follow in the days or weeks to come.
‘I can’t, Abe,’ Naomi said. ‘I can’t just be a distraction.’
‘Where did that come from?’
‘Because I am one,’ Naomi hotly responded. Abe was hurting tonight, she knew. He was raw about his father and breaking up with Candice and she was a safe bet because in a few weeks she’d be gone.
And when she had, Abe Devereux would be someone she’d hear about in passing through her friend, or maybe see on the rare occasion that she was here.
And he’d forget her, of course he would.
Whereas she’d be left with a broken heart.
‘Abe, I’ve never been a relationship. Until you I hadn’t kissed anyone, let alone slept with anyone.’
Clearly it didn’t daunt him. ‘Isn’t it time to change that?’
Ah, but though she might be innocent Naomi wasn’t a fool so she pressed him a little. ‘I doubt we’re talking relationships.’
He gave a half-laugh. ‘Naomi, I’m terrible at them.’
‘So you mean sex?’
It sounded clinical and it might even have felt it, except he didn’t answer from a distance. Instead, he came and sat down beside her and did the nicest thing. He helped as she wrangled her arms back into her dress.
‘How about,’ Abe said, and for her he raised his game, ‘when you’re done here, I take you away?’
