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“My brother,” he says softly.
I can see the outline of his brother’s dog tag under his shirt. I could almost swear it has a heartbeat of its own. “That’s it?”
“You only need to trust one person in your life,” he says. “One is plenty.”
“I used to think that, too. But what happens when you lose that person?”
“Then you have nothing holding you back.”
The answer catches me off-guard. Damn him. Every time I think I’m close to figuring him out, he goes and says something completely mind-boggling that resets all my theories.
“You must be cold,” he says abruptly, as though my nakedness is offending him.
“Am I making you uncomfortable?”
“No, I’m just thinking of the baby.”
“The baby is safe and warm inside me,” I say. And then I continue quickly before I lose my nerve. “You could be, too, you know.”
He regards blankly for a moment. Then something akin to excitement sparks in his silver eyes. “Mrs. Orlov, are you trying to seduce me?”
“Maybe,” I admit, shuddering again at that name on his lips. “But don’t get cocky. Being pregnant is making me very, very horny. I’d fuck almost anyone at this point.”
It’s a lie. The hot twist of desire inside of me belongs to him and him alone.
And I think he knows that.
As he abandons his book and walks over to the edge of the bed, my body pulses with his movements. He places one knee on the edge and stares down at me, his eyes devouring me with such intensity that I feel my insides heating up. Melting. Falling to fucking pieces.
He leans over me and his hand slips between my legs. His fingers graze along the very edge of my pussy.
“You weren’t kidding.”
“Why would I lie?”
His fingers dance over my skin with a practiced ease. I fight not to arch off of the bed. “Lots of people want to lure me into traps. You wouldn’t be the first naked woman to offer yourself up to the task.”
“So distrustful…” I breathe, biting back a moan.
“It’s why I’ve lived this long.”
I’ve seen enough of his life and his world to know that he’s not being in the least bit dramatic.
As he slips his fingers deeper inside me, I grasp his wrist. “Wait.”
“I don’t think I want to,” he warns, even as his fingers go still.
“If we do this, I want you to spend the night with me. Thewholenight.”
It’s amazing how quickly those silver eyes cloud over, hiding the heat that was there a moment ago. “Why?”
“No reason. No angle. No plot. I just… I want you to.”
He doesn’t look happy about it, but his fingers don’t leave my warmth. I decide not to make it easy on him. I push his fingers deeper inside me and arch my back.
The moment the moan escapes my lips, I know I’ve got him.
Who knew seducing your own husband could be such a turn-on?
