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Her voice softened. “Then you should give him a chance. I know you’re afraid of getting hurt again, but maybe it’s time you opened up that heart of yours a little. You can’t always rely on just yourself, child. Life is lonely that way.”
I had to laugh at that. Sadly. Because she had no idea how much I wanted to do exactly what she said, and how horrified she would be if she knew who Marco really was.
“Don’t you worry about me,” I reassured her. And then froze when I heard a knock on my bathroom door. My eyes widened. “I have to go,” I said and quickly hung up.
How long had whoever was out there been listening?
“Who is it?” I asked, hoping the running taps had disguised the sound of me on the phone.
I unlocked the door and peeked out, which I regretted when I saw Marco on the other side.
His eyes were narrowed. “Who were you talking to?”
I raised my chin. “Bernie, my mom’s nurse, not that it’s any of your business.”
My heart pounded. Please let him not have heard me talking to Toby. Please let him not see the guilt on my face. Or that I was hiding a secret.
Toby was right. I had to get the hell out of here before I put the both of us in danger. My hand almost touched my stomach again, but I had to force it away, and pretend I was brushing my hip to smooth the crinkled ballgown from last night that I was still wearing.
Marco’s gaze seemed to heat up as it travelled over my body under the clinging dress.
His voice was a touch husky as he said, “I couldn’t take it off and put you in something more comfortable or you would have woken up.”
I flushed at that, the image of him undressing me far too potent in my mind.
“Damn right you couldn’t take it off,” I said, and charged past him into the bedroom. “And you never will again. I am leaving.”
He grabbed my arm to stop me. Pulled my back against the hardness and heat of his body.
“The hell you are.”
“I am!” I tried to turn around to face him, show him the mutiny and determination on my face.
But his arm was an iron band around my waist. He whispered in my ear, “Are you? I couldn’t take that dress off you last night, but I can now.”
Chapter 24
BETH
I felt my entire body tremble at his commanding words.
He felt it too. “Do you want me to take the dress off you, baby?” he taunted.
He was behind me, holding me pressed up against his chest. His hand traced down the deep V of my cleavage, skimmed along my belly, making me shiver, and curved to my side, my hip, then plunged through the split.
His touch went to the junction of my thighs, where he had touched me last night, tracing his hands along the gusset of my panties.
My breath turned ragged.
I fought for control of my mind. One for the road, I told myself. This was the last time I would ever sleep with him, the one man who made me forget the entire universe when he was inside me.
I gasped his name as his fingers thrust aside my panties and sank into my silken folds. I felt his whole body tense when he found me slick and wet.
I couldn’t control my arousal around him. His touched burned every bit of me it traced, leaving a trail of fire. When he thrummed my clit with his fingers, I screamed, and sagged forward against his other arm wrapped around my waist.
He half carried me to the bed, his fingers still working me into a frenzy between my legs.
“Marco,” I panted. I wanted to turn around in his arms so that I could cling to his broad shoulders while he finally slid those fingers inside me. But he would not let me turn.
