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He set her down next to the bed. “Don’tmove.”
He walked to the nightstand and retrieved a box of matches, then lit candles on the nightstands and in front of thewindow.
She glanced around the room long enough to get a series of impressions — it was large, the furniture crafted of rough wood and dark steel, the bed piled high with blankets and pillows in exotic fabrics. Books rested next to the candles on the nightstands. The window was smaller in this room than in the living room, the setting sun barely leaking through theglass.
When the room was awash in the flicker of candles, Liam tossed the box and returned to stand in front of her. He was even more beautiful in the candlelight, the shadows making his jaw more pronounced, his eyesmolten.
He held her face in his hands and lowered his mouth to hers in a slow, sensual kiss. She felt his restraint in the tautness of his movements and the jut of his cock against herstomach.
She slid her hands up his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck, letting loose her ownrestraint.
She’d wanted himforever.
She pressed her body to his, molding herself to the hard planes of his chest, his flat stomach, the erection that made it clear she wasn’t alone in herhunger.
He pulled away, biting his lip like he wanted another taste of her. It made her want to take his lip between her teeth and bite it herself, made her want to straddle him and nip at his skin while he moaned inpleasure.
He touched her cheek with the back of his knuckles and ran his hand slowly to the base of her neck, across her shoulder, down her arms. Then he reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head, his gaze locked with hers as she mimicked the motion to remove hisshirt.
She sucked in a breath at his perfection. She’d felt his body when they’d cuddled on her sofa or his, had touched his skin when their petting got heated and she allowed her hand to creep under hisshirt.
But seeing his bare chest in all its glory was altogether different. Now she could take in the perfect definition of his muscled arms, lean and tan, the sculpted peaks and valleys of hispecs.
She lifted a hand to touch him, let it trail across his chest and over his upper arms, back down to the ridges of his abs. She was almost to the waistband of his jeans when he gently took herhand.
“I want to see youfirst.”
He slipped her bra straps off her shoulders and lowered his head to kiss one of them as he reached around to unhook the bra. He worked his way toward her neck as he pulled the fabric out from betweenthem.
She almost gasped at the feel of his smooth skin against hers, the shock and heat of it like a battery jump her body didn’t need, extra voltage that only set her onfire.
He breathed against her skin. “Nina…”
She sighed as her head fellback.
He kissed his way along her jaw and returned to her mouth, took his time exploring it, as if it was the first time he’d kissedher.
She was throbbing for him, her underwear damp between her thighs. She mapped him with her hands, lost in the kiss as she traversed every inch of smooth skin available toher.
It wasn’t enough. She wantedmore.
He broke their kiss and gave her a gentle shove back onto thebed.
His smile was wicked as he stared down at her. “I want you naked,Nina.”
“I want you naked,” she said, her eyelidsheavy.
“Why didn’t you say so?” He reached for his waistband and stripped off hisjeans.
Her mind raced as his perfection was revealed: the “V” below his waist that led to a magnificent cock, as smooth and perfectly formed as the rest of him, muscular thighs that could have belonged to a Greekgod.
She was filled with unexpected emotion as she looked up at him. It blew through her body like a rogue wave, stole her breath, forced her under the water of his blue, blueeyes.
He leaned over, unbuttoned her jeans, and slid them from her hips along with her underwear. Her feet were already bare, a testament to the comfort she felt in hisapartment.
The comfort she felt withhim.
She felt no need to cover herself, to hide, as he stared down ather.
