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He slid one hand under her. When his fingertips touched the spot on her spine that he had countless times before, they both froze.

She searched his eyes. A heartbeat hung between them like both their hearts stopped.

Then he was pressing harder into that spot, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts. His short beard scraped her skin as he captured her lips and ravished her like no other.

His muscled body jerked into hers, sending her higher and higher. When she felt his entire frame harden, she knew he was close. Knowing it put her on the very precipice with him.

He lifted her into him once more and she was lost, coming on a sharp cry that he echoed with his low groan of release.

Her nerves shuddered and shook. Her pussy clamped on his length as he poured his cum inside her.

Long minutes passed while he brought her down bit by bit with gentle kisses trailed over her lips and down her throat to the tops of her breasts.

“I’m tingling all over,” she breathed out.

“I can’t feel my legs at all.”

They broke into laughter. He rolled off her and pulled her against him. She draped her thigh over his and rested her head on his broad chest.

Suddenly, she felt very shy with him. This man had been there for her in ways no other human being had. Yet in a very short time, she felt as though she’d leaped across a gorge—and she placed all her faith in him saving her.

His thumb brushed over her ring finger, startling her. She glanced at her hand and realization flooded in.

“Your grandmother must have been very special,” she whispered.

“I know everyone says they had the best grandma, but we really did. Having five grandsons in one family couldn’t have been easy.”

“You never told me you had four brothers.”

“Yup. You know Jennings. He’s the youngest. My other three brothers work together for a security agency.”

“I don’t know how I didn’t know this about you, Julius.”

His smile was soft. “We’re supposed to retain a professional distance from our wards.”

“A little late for that.” She trailed a fingertip over his nipple, causing him to growl.

“I’m going to take care of this condom. Then we need to talk.”

She nodded and rolled away enough to allow him to get up. When he walked away from her, it was impossible not to appreciate the carved planes of his ass. Every step he took was a display of danger and power.

She got up too and searched for a sleep shirt. Finding a small stack in her open suitcase on the luggage rack, she took her vintage Bruce Springsteen shirt off the top and slipped it over her head. She didn’t have a chance to pull on panties before the bathroom door opened.

Swinging around, she felt her jaw go slack at the sight of the gorgeous man strutting out of the bathroom.

He saw her face and stopped. “What is it, honey?”

“Your body…is actual…art. You could get paid a lot of money for displaying it.”

He waved a hand. “If you mean being a live model for artists, I’ve done that. It’s not as exciting as it sounds, but the money filled some gaps after… Well, after.”

Panties forgotten, she padded over to the bed and crawled back in. He pulled on his boxer briefs and settled next to her.

The gap between their bodies felt like a bridge she wasn’t sure if she should cross. But he decided for them both when he slid his arm around her to gather her close.

Rubbing her nose against his shoulder, she allowed herself to drown in the fresh scent of his skin and the feel of his velvety skin covering steely muscles.

“Better?” he rumbled after she’d relaxed.

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