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The raw hunger in his voice spread through her like wildfire. Emboldened, she pushed up on her elbows and raked him with a fiery, appreciative glance of her own. It wasn’t just by design; he truly was magnificent. She’d thought him handsome before but the years had chiseled him from boyish and loving into a dominant leader with a lethal, seductive charm. A charm he leveled at her as he reached down and pulled his shirt over his head in one swift movement.
Moonlight filtered in from the window behind him and backlit his incredible body with silver light. She’d been all too aware of how broad his shoulders had become. But seeing firsthand the muscles rippling across his chest, dusted with dark hair that trailed down below the waistband of his pants, made her mouth dry.
“I can’t help but notice you’re still fully dressed.”
Her head jerked up and she met his amused gaze. The old her would have blushed and shyly complied with the unspoken edict. But now...
“I think you should be naked first.”
He blinked. “Oh, really?”
She smiled at him, savoring the rise and fall of his chest as his breathing grew harsh. Harsh because of her. Because he wantedher.
“Yes.”
He stared at her, golden brown eyes glittering in the dark. Had she pushed too far?
His hands drifted down to his belt. Her breath caught in her chest as he undid the buckle, unzipped his pants and stepped out of them, revealing black, skintight boxers and firm, muscular legs. Despite the dim light, she could make out the thickness straining against his boxers.
And then he was removing those, too, revealing himself in all his naked glory. She stared, her lips parting. Nine years. It had been nine years since she’d seen him naked; nine years since she’d felt him inside her. Seeing him again, being reminded of the intimacy they had shared, made her so hot and wet she moved on the bed, trying to assuage the growing ache between her thighs.
“You look...” She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. “You’re incredible, Grant.”
The smug smile that crossed his face was both endearing and provoking. She scooted to the edge of the bed, sat up and reached out before her nerves could get the better of her. Her fingers closed around his hard length. His breath hissed out.
“Alexandra.”
She looked up at him with a satisfied smile of her own.
“I missed you, Grant.”
Her admission surprised both of them. He watched her with an enigmatic gaze that unsettled her. Did he suspect that it wasn’t just physical passion spurring her on?
She pushed that disquieting possibility away and lowered her mouth to him. His guttural moan filled the room as she caressed him with her lips and tongue. Her other hand drifted up to settle on his thigh, her fingertips caressing the hardened muscle and coarse hair dusting his skin. His fingers tangled in her hair as he groaned her name.
“Deus, Alexandra.”
His body tensed, his muscles hardening even more as she brought him to the edge. She savored the power she wielded with her touch as the scent of him, smoky cedar and rich amber, enveloped her in the seductive hold of the past. A seduction made even more potent by the intoxication of the unknown, the unexplored possibilities of the night that lay before them. No longer did the past nine years seem like a gaping wound between them. Now it was exciting, reuniting with a lover who knew her body better than anyone else while discovering new things.
Things like her newfound confidence as her fingers glided up and down his thigh in time with her caresses on the base of his hardness, the sharp inhalation as his fingers tightened even more. He never would have touched her like that before, so possessively. He’d always tried to protect her, keep her safe. At the time, she’d loved it. But now, feeling him respond to her hunger and treat her like an equal, filled her with a fervor that rose into a fever pitch and made her skin blaze with heat.
“Enough.”
Grant reached down and hauled her to her feet. His mouth crushed hers in a greedy kiss, one that lasted for only a second but imprinted itself on her soul. Then he stepped back, his hands pulling her dress over her head, fingers deftly unclipping her bra before sliding down and making quick work of her underwear. Gone was the suave, controlled billionaire. In his place was a man possessed by desire, overcome by his need for her.
As his hands glided over her skin, a thought flickered through her mind.
How could I have let this go? How could I have not fought for him?
And then he stepped back even more, eyes raking over her nude body with avaricious need. Cool air whispered over her skin, a welcome balm for the fervor burning through her body.
Focus on now. Make this night worth it. For both of you.
With that commitment echoing in her mind, she raised her chin, sucked in a deep breath and stepped forward. He watched her, jaw clenched tight, arms rigid at his sides. Slowly, she brought her hands up and looped them around his neck, keeping a sliver of moonlight between their bodies as she waited, heightening the anticipation.
Then, ever so slowly, she rose onto her toes and pressed a featherlight kiss on his lips.
“I want you.”
