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Addy laughed. “Tell you later, cowboy.”
Their lips met again and there was no more talking. Only touching, stroking, teasing and once a grunt as Lucas reached for the cowboy hat where he’d cleverly hidden a condom.
Addy forgot about everything she thought she was, and in that moment, when Lucas slid inside her, she became the woman she wanted to be… the woman she’d denied for too many years.
Hot, desirable and naughty—a woman of passion.
A woman who let go of inhibitions.
A woman who existed for loving Lucas.
And it was fan-freaking-tastic.
Lucas seemed to know where to touch her, when to let her take over, how to take her breath away and how to push her over the edge. Like the push and pull of a storm, emotion built inside her, spilling over, washing her clean… giving her life again.
Never had she felt such satisfaction.
When it was over, she lay across him, replete. Seconds ticked by, measured in the flicker of the candle’s flame. The dim room allowed for weak sunlight to spill inside, enough for Addy to see the utter gratification on Lucas’s face when she finally lifted her head.
“Hey,” she whispered.
He tilted his head down. “Hey.”
She propped her arms across his chest and studied him. “That was nice.”
Lifting his eyebrows, he made a face. “Nice? That was amazing.”
Addy rested her chin on her forearms. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
The rumble of laughter in his chest made her lurch to the side. “Ah, Addy girl, you do something to me I can’t explain.”
“Is that a good thing?”
He lifted a shoulder. “Maybe. All I know is I’d be hard pressed to find another time in my recent existence I’ve been this content to be with a woman.”
“You’re just saying that so I’ll sleep with you again.”
He wiggled his dark eyebrows, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Sleep? I don’t think so… and is it working?”
She reproduced his earlier move and lifted a shoulder. “Maybe.”
His expression turned serious. “In all seriousness, I’ve never felt this way so fast… and that’s not a line.”
And that made her smile because she couldn’t have said it better herself.
“So are you hungry?”
“Starving.”
“Why don’t I go downstairs and grab the French bread and the wine?”
“Sounds like a plan.” He tucked his arms behind his head. “’Cause I have more things I want to do to your delectable body, but I’ll need sustenance first.”
A delicious shiver ran through her. “In that case I’ll be quick.”
“And grab another condom from my jeans?”
“Oh, so you’re just gonna lie here and let me wait on you hand and foot?” She slid to the edge of the bed.
