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"Shall we?" Taking her hand, he led them to the entrance, where he keyed in the code and let them into the warmth of the foyer. He took the elevator instead of the stairs and headed straight to the bedroom. "How was dinner?" Drawing her over to the tan leather sofa, he hunkered down to take off her boots.
Her heart took a quick dive as she gazed at his bowed head. She had almost talked herself out of coming but had not quite managed it. Now, she was pleased she had not done that.
"It was delicious as usual." He had taken off the boots and was pulling off her socks. A purr slipped out when he started to rub her feet. "A girl could get used to this."
"You should." Going on his knees, he came between her thighs to tug the sweater over her head. "Should we talk about your reluctance to accept my gift or go straight to bed?"
Her tapered brows winged up. "Talk about the bracelet. It's too much."
"That's not even a quarter of what you should expect from me."
"I can buy my own things, and I do not want you to think that is what I am after."
"What are you after?" He was fascinated by the thickness and lushness of her hair and the flawless caramel complexion.
"Sex, of course." She told him loftily.
"Why don't we give you what you came for?" He asked smoothly, unhooking her white lace bra.
"We should really talk." She protested as he slid the straps off her shoulders.
"We will. Later." Rising, he pulled her up and across the room and up the steps.
"Tell me about your sister."
"No. Not now." He was still a little sore about Julie's comments. "I don't want to talk."
"You just want to have sex." She complained.
"What gave it away?" He was down to his underwear, and it was apparent he was more than ready. It gave her a quick kick in the stomach.
Pushing her back, he finished taking off her clothes before joining her. The fire was crackling inside the huge hearth, flames making shadows on the creamy walls.
He had not bothered with the lamp as enough light from the fire and the glass ceiling allowed them to see the sliver of moon peering through the ominous-looking clouds. "I think they might be right." She whispered.
"About?" He was busy trailing his fingers down her flat stomach.
"About it snowing." Her body was vibrating. "Callum-"
"Hmm?" Bending, he kissed her ear, his breath sending shivers all over.
"We should- Oh Lord." Her hands touched his chest, tangled into his powerful chest's dark hair. "This is - It feels so good." She moved into him, against him, and felt a jolt at the hardness of his thighs.
"I can make it feel better."
"Pretty cocky, aren't you?" She followed up by nudging a knee against his crotch. This time, he felt the jolt, and he felt it straight to his heart.
"I have reason to be." Turning her face towards him, his eyes wandered over her face and touched her lips. Bending, he brushed his lips against hers. "I am hooked, darling. Completely hooked. Merry Christmas."
Before she could respond, his mouth crushed hers and stole her breath. For the next hour, the only sounds inside the room were the crackling of the logs in the fireplace and the sounds of the sighs and ragged breathing.
*****
He allowed her to sleep, intending to wake her up in the early hours of the morning and start all over again. He had told her he was hooked, and that was the truth. The honest-to-goodness truth. Nudging his chin down, he stared at her tangled hair and curled against him, her hand on his chest.
He loved the feel of her warmth against him. His skin was still flushed with heat. He had made love to her without using anything, and it did not worry him, but he should consider asking her if she was on anything.
He would want a child eventually, but he was getting to know her right now. He laughed softly at how like a young child he felt, how invigorating it was to feel this way. It made him feel whole and complete.
