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"Then I'd just have to entice you to hardness again, wouldn't I?" she asked without repentance.
The sound he made was pure sex.
Seconds later, she was under him, her thighs spread wide and his hardness pressing against the entrance to her body. "Ready?" he asked.
"Yes." More than.
He thrust with his hips, pushing himself inside her body. Sensation after sensation coursed through her as they found a rhythm that brought wave upon wave of ecstasy. Pleasure built from her core until she was tossing her head and canting her hips upward to meet every one of his thrusts.
He kissed her, his mouth passionate and desperate against her own before rearing up to change his angle slightly. He used one hand to steady himself, but the other was all over her, touching her breasts, her neck, her thigh, her stomach and finally sliding between them so his thumb could rub against her clitoris.
Rowan's climax took her by surprise, throwing her body into a rictus of ecstasy that did not end. Lysander kept moving, his handsome features set in stark lines of sexual need and then his head fell back and he shouted, his body going rigid above hers.
They moved together in aftershocks of joyous pleasure for long moments before he rolled to one side, pulling her into him as if unable to bear losing the physical connection.
He'd have to deal with the condom shortly, but right now, she let herself wallow in the aftermath of the most amazing sex she'd ever had. Her entire body tingled with lingering pleasure.
"I believe it is time to move to the bedroom."
"Oh, yes?" she asked, not really inclined to move at all.
"I want to bathe with you." His tone made the words an invitation to more pleasure.
"I've never bathed with someone before," she said thoughtfully. "It sounds fun."
"It will be," he promised.
He called for robes and they donned them before she followed him up a private staircase that led directly to his suite of rooms. The bedroom was large and decorated in dark wood, every piece of furniture substantial, including the bed that looked like a family of five could easily sleep in it.
But they hadn't come up for the bed, no matter how decadent, as evidenced by him walking directly into the ensuite. She followed without hesitation, but stopped when she saw the large whirlpool tub that dominated one corner of the bathroom as big as the bedroom in her current apartment.
"Wow." Steaming water was already bubbling away. "Did you have Helen run us a bath?"
She wasn't going to be embarrassed by that. She wasn't. She was a grown woman who had decided to have sex with the one man she wanted. She had nothing to be embarrassed of.
"Her, or one of her minions." He shrugged. "I sent the text to her."
Amused, Rowan smiled. "She has minions?"
"In a house this size? She has a full staff at her beck and call."
"I bet every one of them adores her."
"They do. She's a good employer."
"But aren't you their employer?"
"I pay them, but she has full discretion for hiring and firing."
"You trust her a great deal."
"My mother hired her."
She loved that he trusted his mother that much. "I'm surprised your mom doesn't live here with you."
"I'm well past the age of living with my mother and she is not who I want to think about right now."
Rowan found herself grinning. She played teasingly with the tie on her robe. "I wonder who exactly you would rather be thinking about."
