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He stilled, his hand tightening in her hair. “It was?”
“You were bad-tempered and unpleasant, and totally captivating standing there with your sleeves rolled up and your hair all messy.” A smile twitched the corners of her mouth. “In fact, you had me atglower.”
“If I had you then…” He pulled her closer, tenderness flaring in the depths of his eyes. “There is no way I’m letting you go now.”
He kissed her. Sparks flared in her veins. She wound her arms around his neck and threaded her fingers into his hair. All thought slipped away with the certain knowledge that she wanted this. She wantedhimas much as he wanted her.
She lifted her head. Her breathing increased. Anticipation coiled through her along with a touch of nervousness. Twining her fingers with his, she led him up the narrow staircase to her room.
He cast a glance around at the plaster walls that she’d decorated with nature prints and photos, the old wooden bookshelf stuffed with books, the large bed covered with an Indian-print comforter.
“I saw you when I was out for a jog one morning.” He indicated the window in the kitchen alcove. “Just the sight of you and my heart almost pounded out of my chest.” He pressed a hand to his chest. “Like it’s doing right now.”
She smiled and slipped her arms around his waist, settling their lower bodies together. He cupped his hand under her chin, tilting her face up to his before kissing her gently.
A thousand songs broke open inside Aria because whatever happened in the future, she would always cherish the moment she stood in the strong circle of Hunter’s arms and returned his kiss without reservation. She parted her lips under his, every nerve ending awakening as he swept his tongue into her mouth in a claim of possession.
Slowly he slid his hands down her sides to grasp her hips. She stepped backward toward the bed, keeping their lips locked together. When her legs hit the mattress, she grabbed his shirtfront and fell backward onto the bed, taking him with her.
Hunter caught himself and planted both hands on either side of her head as he gazed down at her. His breath brushed her lips. His eyes blazed.
“You’re sure,” he said.
“I’m sure.” Yanking him closer, she pulled him down on top of her. “Are you sure?”
A hoarse laugh rumbled from his chest. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”
“Kiss me.”
He did. Desire flooded her. Winding her arms around his shoulders, she opened her mouth and wrapped one leg around his thighs. He muttered her name, pressing his lips across her cheek, down to her neck. Electric sparks shot to her core. With a few quick twists, he unfastened the buttons lining the front of her dress and parted the folds to reveal her blue bra and panties. Aria shifted to take off her bra, her heart racing.
“You’re incredible.” Hunter’s breath escaped in a hard rush. He kissed the curves of her breasts and slid his hand down into her underwear.
Aria squirmed and gasped as he brought her to orgasm with an expert touch. Still quivering, she tugged at the front of his shirt. “Your turn.”
He moved away to take off his shirt and jeans. Aria’s mouth went dry at the sight of his sculpted abdomen with a trail of hair leading straight down to the impressive bulge in his boxer briefs. He hooked his fingers into his briefs and shoved them off before rejoining her on the bed and covering her.
Then there was nothing between them, not even air, as their bodies pressed and rubbed together. He kissed her everywhere, trailing his lips over her breasts, her belly, her thighs. She explored his body with both fascination and delight, stroking his chest and tracing all the slopes of his muscles.
A delicious spool of arousal coiled around her. Thought and time dissolved under the onslaught of pleasure. He eased away from her only long enough to put on a condom, and the brief separation felt like an eternity. When he edged between her legs, a hot, melting sensation spread through Aria’s blood. Slowly he pushed inside her, his jaw set with self-restraint. She dug her fingers into his shoulders and hooked her legs around his thighs.
His easy, slick immersion into her was the sweetest torture, intensifying her urgency like silk pulled on a spindle. She let him set the pace of their union before she began arching up to meet his every thrust. Her whole body flexed and tensed. Their rhythm became harder and faster, driving them both toward the pinnacle.
A cry tore from her throat when bliss exploded over her nerves. She quivered and shook, tightening her hold on him. He lowered his mouth to hers and swept his tongue between her lips. Only when she calmed did he surge inside her with a rough groan, his own body shuddering with release.
Hunter collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving against her breasts. Aria wrapped her arms around him and pulled in a breath. Her blood hummed with lingering arousal.
He eased off her and flopped onto his back. He closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes softening the cut-glass angles of his jaw and cheekbones. A trickle of sweat ran down his temple.
Her heart constricted. She shifted to reach for her robe when he clamped his arm around her shoulders and hauled her against him.
God. Even in repose, his body flexed with strength and power.
His grip on her tightened. She rested her head on his shoulder and slipped her arm around his waist. He made a deep, contented noise low in his chest. The sound vibrated through Aria and settled inside her. She closed her eyes, soothed into sleep by his tiger rumble.
* * *
Aria woke still pressed to his strong body. Warmth flowed through her. She listened to the sound of his heartbeat for a few minutes before lifting her head to find him watching her. His dark eyes gleamed in the light of the old streetlamps, the golden glow spilling through the windows.
