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She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and toyed with the hair at the back of his neck. He angled his head to the left to deepen their kiss and she knew she wanted more. She sucked on his tongue as he tried to withdraw it from her mouth. He smelled of man and musk and Dec. It was a scent she’d thought she’d never smell again and though she’d been trying so hard to pretend this was no big deal, she was so glad he was back in her life.
She tore her mouth from his, looking up to meet his dark brown gaze. His skin was flushed with arousal and the look in his eyes was so intense she shivered from it. He lowered his mouth again and this time the hungry kiss was slower, more sensual, deeper.
She stopped thinking, just let herself give in to the passion that he drew so easily from her. He lifted her again, his hands cupping her buttocks as he shifted his hips to grind his manhood against the apex of her thighs. He hit her in the perfect spot and she let her head fall back as his mouth moved down her neck.
“Wrap your legs around my waist,” he said against her skin, his voice a gruff, husky sound that made her quiver.
She did as he asked and he carried her across the room to her walnut desk. He set her on the top of it. She kept her legs wrapped around his waist and lifted her hips against his erection, rubbing herself against him.
He put his hands on either side of the desk next to her hips. “Lean back.”
She hesitated.
“Do it,” he said.
She did, propping herself up on her elbows. He started to undo the tiny black buttons that lined the front of her blouse. Slowly he undid the first one and then leaned in and dropped a kiss on her exposed flesh. Then he moved to the next one and then the next. He stopped when her blouse fell open enough to reveal her bra.
“I seem to remember lace the last time,” he said.
“My breasts are a lot bigger now.”
“Yes, they are,” he said, cupping the left one and stroking her nipple with the side of his forefinger.
Her breasts felt full and her nipple tightened and she felt a bit of wetness as a little milk came out. He rubbed his finger over it and then reached beneath the fabric of the bra to rub her naked flesh.
She wondered if that would shatter the mood. It didn’t for her because she was on fire for him. And she needed him now. He lifted one hand to touch her almost reverently and she glanced up at his face. He still had that intense look of desire, but it was teamed with the softest expression she’d ever seen on his face.
“Not sexy at all,” she said.
“Maybe not to another man, but it’s a reminder to me of what we share,” he said.
She wanted to ask him more about that but he leaned down and kissed her. This time wasn’t as fierce as it had been earlier but it was just as intense. She was overwhelmed by an upsurge of tenderness from him as he drew her closer to him and continued to deepen the kiss.
“Sorry,” she said, not sure how to stop her breast from doing that.
“Don’t apologize,” he said, continuing to unbutton her shirt.
She reached for his shoulders and drew him closer to her, wanting to embrace him so she wouldn’t feel so vulnerable, but he kept the distance between them.
He looked deep into her eyes and asked, “Do you still want me?”
“Yes,” she said, knowing she could hide nothing from this man. “Yes.”
Nine
That was the response he’d been waiting for.
Growling her name, Dec reached between them for the fastening of her pants, undoing the button and then lowering the zipper. She shifted her hips as he pushed one hand into the opening. Then his mouth came back to hers.
Everything about Cari was more tonight. Her perfume lingered in his senses with each breath he inhaled. Her skin felt softer than before, and the new weight from carrying DJ filled out her curves. He loved every new thing he discovered about her.
He realized that no matter what it was he thought he knew about her, he hadn’t really known her at all. The way he felt right now, like he was going to explode if he didn’t get inside of her, made him regret that he’d put his business first. He should have stayed in her arms. He pushed should-haves out of his mind and concentrated on the way she tasted on his tongue.
He pushed his hand farther into her panties, letting one finger trace the humid warmth at the opening of her body. She said his name on a breathless sigh and he smiled down at her. She shifted against him, her hand finding first his thigh and then the hard length of his erection. She stroked him up and down through the fabric of his pants, holding on to him and rubbing her finger over the tip.
She fumbled for his zipper and he reached down and opened his pants, freeing his length. She gripped him and drew him closer to her, reaching lower between his legs to cup him.
