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“Do you not want...more?”
“More?” Why he even needed clarification, he did not know. Of course, he damned well wanted more.
“I would assume if men are so keen on the act, they derive pleasure from it in a similar manner to what you just...” She sucked in a breath. “That was quite something.”
“It was,” he agreed.
“Can I not do something for you?” She glanced down. “Something similar.”
There was no doubting it now. He was being punished.
“There is no need.”
She flattened a hand to his erection. “You get hard when you are aroused.”
“Yes,” he pressed through his teeth.
“Does it feel nice when it is touched?”
Her question might have been innocent but each word she uttered was somehow the most erotic thing he’d ever heard.
He could not stop himself from answering. “It does.”
“Show me.”
Well, if he was going to be damned, he might as well get something from it. He unbuttoned his fall and took her hand, easing it into the gap in the fabric. Her mouth parted and he dug one hand into the bedding when she curled her fingers around him.
“It’s so hot...and hard,” she mused.
“Mmm hmm.” He gave himself a few moments to adjust to the feeling of her cool fingers before showing her how to move her hand back and forth.
“So I just do that?” She repeated the movement.
“Yes,” he grunted, stealing a look at her breasts and the shadows of her thighs.
It wouldn’t take much, even with her inexperience. He’d never desired a woman more. He closed his eyes, imagined pushing her down onto the bed and slamming deep into her heat. He knew, with complete certainty, that if he ever did that there would be no going back for him. His feelings for her would go over the edge and he’d be far beyond salvation.
“You can speed up if you wish,” he said tightly.
Cassie did so and he mangled the blanket in his grip, his muscles tight while he moved his hips into her hold and pictured them exploding together, her offering words of love while he coaxed powerful orgasm after powerful orgasm from her.
The peak hit swiftly, and the pleasure shot through him. He might have muttered her name as the sensations burned. Gulping down air, he opened his eyes to find Cassie staring at him.
“That was good, was it not?”
He nodded slowly and swallowed. “Very, very good.”
After cleaning himself up, he could not resist taking her in his arms—all naked and vulnerable. Cassie was so bold and courageous but there was an innocence to her, a tiny part of her that needed him to acknowledge her as a grown woman, as something more. Let them pretend they were lovers, even if just for the night.
He tucked the blanket around them both, vowing he would only stay for a while—until she had fallen asleep.
A bloodcurdling scream drew him from his sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Two
“What was it, Cass?” Luke demanded as he met her in the corridor, his hair mussed and his shirt half-buttoned.
She wished she had time to admire him. Or to mull on last night. But something awful had happened.
