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“I saw the showing at his art gallery in New York and was fascinated that he just keeps going.”
“He has quite the talent. Do you like art?”
“Is that so surprising?” Tearing her eyes from the mesmerizing splash of colors, she looked at him and felt her heart jolting at the look of him. He was ruggedly handsome and had a presence about him that was unmistakable. “I am an artist, after all.”
“That you are. I was at that show in New York as well.”
“I know. It was a packed room, and you would not have noticed me.”
“I would have. I am noticing you now.” Tugging at her hand, he turned her towards the glossy ruby-red double doors to reveal a large, cozy sitting room with leather sofas and a large flat-screen television mounted on the wall.
She waited until he led her into the vast bedroom with the blue-green décor, lush carpeting, and wide fireplace before she turned to him.
“Look, Callum- “She turned to look at him and stared at the bed on the raised dais that could comfortably accommodate a dozen people without them being crowded against each other. “Good Lord.” She whispered. “You sleep there?”
“Not tonight.” He turned her to face him, determined to get her to see that there was something tangible between them.
“I am not- this is our first date, and I am not that type of girl.”
“You feel something.”
“Yes. But- “
“So do I.” His hands cupped her face, eyes smoldering. “I am going to make love to you. And no, I have never done this before.”
“We should wait- “
“That would be a mistake.” Taking the decision from her, he bent to touch her lips with his. Her breath escaped in a soft whoosh to mingle with his, and her hands came up to clamp around his wrists as if to push him away. But she moved closer, melting against the solid frame of his long and muscled body.
His lips roved over hers slowly, sending flames licking at her core. And that was before he parted her lips with his tongue. As soon as that happened, the kiss took on an explosive quality that swept over them with the force of a tornado.
Her hands slid up his chest and around his shoulders as his arms came around her waist to draw her into him. His hands roamed restlessly up and down her back, transferring the heat from his body to hers. But it was not enough. He wanted more of her and could not wait.
Ending the kiss, he eased back, reluctant to break the contact with her. “I need you.” He rasped. “Don’t deny us.”
She opened her mouth to respond, but the words were stuck inside her throat. She wanted him, and that was something she had to acknowledge. She had told him she had never done anything like this before, and it was true. But somehow, for some unknown reason, it just felt right.
"I won't. I am not." She was feverish with need, and it could not be denied.
Without another word, he removed her clothes and waited while she stepped out of her boots.
Stepping back, his eyes still on her face, he undressed, the feeling of passion swamping him as he stared at the parted lips and tumble of hair around her shoulders. Her gasp brought his attention back, and he realized she was looking at that part of him that was raging out of control.
"I won't hurt you." He whispered raggedly, fearing that she was about to change her mind. "I promise."
"I will take your word for it." She whispered back.
Taking her hand, he led her up the steps and waited for her to climb in before climbing in with her. He had yet to take off her underwear, wanting to savor the moment when he did. Her skin was flawless, not just on her face but all over.
The caramel complexion was smooth and felt like satin. Unhooking the front clasp of the flimsy black lace, he eased it over her shoulders and had his fill of her generous breasts with the large nipples.
She shifted restlessly, forcing his eyes away from the swell of flesh.
"You are staring."
"I cannot help it." One hand cupped the breast nearest to him, and he felt when the nipple turned rigid. "You respond to my slightest touch."
She moved restlessly and went rigid when her thigh brushed against the hardness of him.
