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“Really?” That was interesting. Most men just wanted sex. He was such a sweet guy.

“Yes, really.” He kissed her gently, taking his time.

Tingles swept through her as her arousal grew. This wouldn’t be any wham, bam, thank you, ma’am. But then, she hadn’t figured it would.

“Shall I turn the light off?”

And miss seeing his gorgeous body in action? She shook her head.

He smiled. “Good. I like making love with the light on. I can pleasure you better that way.”

Oh God, he might make her come with just words if he kept talking like that. The man was perfect.

She noticed several condoms on the bedside table. Lord, did he plan on needing all those? She grinned to herself. This was going to be fun.

He turned toward her, resting on his elbow, looking down at her. “It’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone. This feels good, Vic.” His fingertip traced the design in the lace on her breast. “This color suits you.” He looked into her eyes. “Has anyone ever told you how beautiful your skin is? I can’t quite think of the right word to describe it. Golden, creamy, tawny? Those all fit, but I can’t think of just one perfect word.”

“It’s because my dad’s white and my mom’s Hispanic. I got my mom’s skin tone. My father’s blond and blue-eyed. I’ve always wished that I got his eyes.”

His palm brushed her nipple as he moved to trace the lace on her other breast. Both nipples hardened, sending tingles racing across her chest. Did he have any idea how erotic his actions were?

“Your eyes are beautiful. So brown they’re almost black. I could sink my soul into them and get lost.” He kissed her nipple through the fabric, sending a shot of sensual pleasure zinging through her.

So, the man had a poet’s gift. What else was there to him? She lifted her gown, and he helped her take it off.

He stared down at her, a half smile on his face. “You’re so lovely, Vic. So perfect.” His gaze traveled slowly over her, starting at her face and moving all the way to her feet.

She caressed his cheek. “Why has it been so long since you’ve been with someone?” She paused. “I mean, you’re, well, really handsome. I’d think you’d have your choice of women to be with.”

He grimaced. “I don’t care about that. When I was a lot younger, yeah, I did play around some, but now? It’s just not fulfilling anymore. As hard as I work, I want something substantial if I’m going to make time for a woman. It’s easier to...”

He sighed. “What I’ve found is that if I date a woman once or twice, then they want more than I can offer. My career takes a lot from me right now, and with traveling and shooting for promotion, there’s not a lot of time to get serious.”

She nodded. “I know exactly what you mean. So what you’re saying is that it’s easier to skip dating altogether.”

He sighed. “Right.” He shrugged. “For now, anyway.”

She ran her hand across his chest. “So what are we doing here?”

He smiled. “Something that I very much want.”

The corner of her mouth lifted. “So do I.”

He pulled down his boxers and kicked them off. Then he hooked his fingers at the hips of her bikinis and drew them down over her feet.

Lord, he was built. And he was bigger even than she’d originally thought. Could she take him all?

He noticed her looking and cupped her face in his hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.”

She took hold of him, and he jerked in her hand. She gripped him harder. He wasn’t only long, he was big around. For the first time, she felt a little uneasiness.

He tilted her chin so that she met his gaze. “Don’t worry, honey. By the time I’m inside you, you’ll be so ready for me you won’t notice anything else.”

He rolled her on her back, and she let go of him as he kissed her softly. His lips were gentle, his hand tender as he sought her breast. His thumb brushed her nipple, back and forth, and the pleasure was so great that she almost cried out. She couldn’t believe that he had her so aroused already.

He pressed his mouth to her breast, sucking and stroking her nipple with his tongue. She whimpered, the sensation so intense that she clasped his head, unaware of her surroundings, her whole mind centered on her breast.

His hand traveled down the dip of her waist and lower to her hip, inching her toward him. She felt small and feminine and totally in his power. It was delicious.

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