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The house’s interior was quiet when she entered. She poked her head in Colton’s study and found him seated at his desk. He looked up from the journal he was reading. “Is Colleen still alive?”
“Barely. She’s incredibly rude.”
“I know.”
“Anna in bed?”
“Yes. Did you really tell her you’re going to buy her a set of tools?”
“I did. Is that a problem?”
He shook his head and smiled.
“I like when you do that,” she said.
“What?”
“Smile. I don’t think you did it very much before I burst into your life.”
“Burstis a good word.”
She left the doorway and crossed to the desk. “What are you reading?”
“New England Journal of Medicine.Article on rabies. Dr. Pasteur has created a vaccine.”
“Sounds scintillating.” Regan thought him scintillating as well and the heat simmering in his dark eyes sparked her desire. “Shall I close the door?”
“Might be a good idea.”
As she returned, he pushed his chair back from the desk to make space for her to stand in front of him. He reached out and slid a finger down her cheek. “Doctors don’t like being interrupted in their offices.”
“I didn’t know that. Do I owe you a boon?”
“Maybe.” Bold as day he slowly raised her skirt, eased her drawers down her thighs, and had her step out. He set them aside. “You won’t be needing these.”
Her knees turned to water.
“Doctors do prefer patients who follow orders,” he said in a hushed voice. “So, unbutton your blouse for me, please.”
Holding his glittering eyes, she complied, fingers shaking a bit. When the last one was freed, he gave her a kiss that stirred her already awakened senses and left her shimmering. He pulled back and traced an unhurried, featherlight fingertip over the crowns of her breasts above her corset, then down the line of tiny hooks.
“Your corset next, Mrs. Lee.”
She released the hooks one by one, exposing the thin white shift beneath, and set the corset on the desk. He slowly circled each berried bud before leaning in to greet them, and the warmth of his mouth made her croon and arch back against the edge of the desk.
“You’re a very good patient, Mrs. Lee. Now, lift your skirt so I can give you a reward...”
She complied and he stroked her heat until she moaned and widened her stance for more. His touch was hot, sure. Her senses sang. When he withdrew, she groaned in protest.
“You’ll get more, soon. Promise.”
Colton couldn’t believe this gorgeous sensual woman was his to seduce and enjoy. He continued to fight the urge to surrender to his growing attraction, but once again, he couldn’t deny himself the faceted Regan Carmichael Lee. He wanted her in all ways a man could want a woman. He kissed her again and savored the mouth he swore had been made for him alone. As the kiss ignited his passion he wondered about the man she’d given her virginity to. Had she screamed his name too, had she let him take her in the moonlight? But as his hands began to lazily map and explore, the questions retreated, buried beneath a fierce rising need that held him in thrall. His hunger grew in response to her passion-lidded eyes, so he undid his trousers and husked out invitingly, “Come, sit.”
Regan never knew a woman could straddle a seated man. As she slowly lowered herself, every hard inch of him radiated heat that spread like liquid flame, and the glory closed her eyes.
“Do you like this?”
“Oh yes.” Guided by his hands, she rode slowly. She wondered if she’d be damned for wanting to spend the rest of her days doing nothing but this, with him. The position let her set the pace, and she enjoyed the way he watched her and the hard slide of him in her flesh. He moved her shift over her breasts, languidly teasing her nipples until they pleaded. When he bit each gently, she arched, crooning. His touch, so delicious, their joined bodies moving in tandem so decadent, desire blurred both time and place. Her greedy rise and fall became her world.
