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"You have circumvented that."
"I thought I would." She went on her toes to meet his mouth. "I figured you had a long journey and you did cut your trip short for me. I wanted to show my gratitude. We should eat."
"No," he told her thickly. "Food is the last thing on my mind."
"Conversation?" she teased.
"We should take this upstairs."
"Or in the living room. There is a fire going and wine chilling."
"You thought of everything."
"I did. Shall we?"
Chapter 2
He stood there obediently in the vast elegant living room with its paneled walls and pale blue silk wallpapers and watched as she stripped off his sweater.
"Stay still," she ordered, moving to his belt and then the zipper of his tan dress pants.
"That's difficult." He had taken off his Italian loafers and left them at the arched doorway. "I want to touch you."
"In time." She eased the pants over his narrow hips. It still managed to give her a thrill that this man was hers. That he was all hers and wonders of wonders, he was in love with her. She tossed the clothing aside and allowed herself the luxury of staring at the muscled chest with the sprinkling of dark brown hairs.
"Now what?" he demanded.
"You get down on the blanket and let me do the work."
His heart quickened as he did as she requested. She had heaped cushions on the blanket and he propped himself up and watched as she took off the robe. His breath hissed out as he stared at her generously curved flesh.
"I took a shower before you got here." She lowered herself and sat at his hip. "A long hot shower in that big ass tub of yours."
"I bet you boiled yourself in the process." He still took issue with her refusal to acknowledge that the place and everything in it was theirs, not his. He decided not to spoil the mood by bitching about it.
"You know me."
"I do." His light green eyes sizzled. "I want to touch you."
"Not yet." She started with his hair, the thick sable brown of it that was always expertly cut and shaped. Then wandered down to the firm jaw covered in stubble. "You did not shave."
"I was in a hurry."
"To get back to me?"
"Yes." Her fingers were tracing the sensuous bottom lip and making him edgy. He was already as hard as the proverbial rock. "Remi-"
"Shh." She parted his lips and worked a finger into his mouth. "Now you can touch me. Just your tongue."
He seized the finger, sucking it into his mouth as he watched her reaction. His body flooded with heat as her own lips parted.
"I need more."
"Eventually." Pulling the finger out, she used the moistness he had left there to trace his nipple.
"Remi!" He hissed out a breath and felt his body shuddering.
"Yes?"
