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“We’ll get to the bed eventually.” He settled snugly in between her thighs. Her dress had hiked up around her thighs allowing her to feel the heaviness of his cock.

“When you stepped into the room tonight, I thought to myself, now there’s a woman who gives the word exquisite a different meaning.”

“I don’t know what you’re trying to do- “A moan escaped her when he kissed the sides of her mouth. He rotated his hips suggestively, pressing himself against her.

“To seduce you of course.” Pressing his tongue to the seam of her lips, he slowly traced the lush bottom lip. “Is it working?”

“No-“ She pushed at him, feeling as if her body was melting from the inside out.

“How about now?” He started nibbling on her lip, little bites that was sending electric shocks clear to her bones.

“I-“

“And now?” Reaching a hand between them, he slid a finger between the side of her lace panties and slipped a finger in. “You’re wet.” His breathing had accelerated.

“Brady.” She had to bite down on her lip to stop from crying out.

“Hmm?” He ventured in, introducing another finger, his body jerking at the slickness of her on his fingers.

“Oh, damn you.” She whispered, her hands going around his neck.

“Is that really what you want to say?”

“Just shut up and fuck me.”

His deep chuckle rumbled inside his chest. “I love the way you get to the meat of it.” Sitting up, he eased out of her so that he could pull the dress over her head.

“No bra? Nice.”

“Whatever. You’re still dressed.”

“So I am. Want to undress me?” Rising, he hauled her to her feet.

“Why not?” Her eyes glinting, she tugged the sweater over his head. “A little help here.” She was struggling with the belt.

Brushing her hands away, he made quick work of releasing it and pulling the zipper down.

“Your shoes.”

“Already off.” He kicked them out of the way as she tugged the pants over his hips. He avoided her hands when she reached for him.

“Not yet.” Bending, he lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed, taking the steps carefully. With a grin and mischief in his eyes, he dumped her in the middle of the mountainous bed, laughing as she squealed.

Taking a dive, he joined her in the middle of the bed, rolling on top of her, trapping her body with his. “What do you think?”

“About what?”

“The bed.”

“It’s a bed.”

“Unlike any other bed you’ve ever been in.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.” He was laughing at her; this Macayla was making him heady. Bending his head, he nibbled at her throat, causing her to arch her back.

“You taste like honey.”

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