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As she unbuttoned his shirt, needing to touch his flesh, she remembered the hardened muscles. His mouth drank from her like she was a living fountain.

Her fingers traced down his hardened chest and he moaned.

“Cristina, are you certain?”

“Yes,” she gasped as he lifted her shirt over her head.

He unclasped her bra and she moaned.

Since she had Wyatt, her body had changed. Would he like what he saw?

Reaching up, she cupped his chin and stared into his eyes. “I’m not the same as I was the first time.”

He groaned and reached for her. “As long as you’re all right with this, I don’t care.”

“I have stretch marks?—”

His lips covered hers, shutting her up. His hands reached down and unsnapped her jeans.

With a sigh, she melted into him, hoping that what she was doing was right. That this wasn’t a mistake.

She unsnapped his jeans and tried to pull them down, but his lips were making her weak. Her body ached with the need for him as desire heated her from the inside out.

Finally, she broke apart from him.

“Remove your jeans,” she said. “Now. I want you, Blake.”

Yes, she was being demanding, but that was what she wanted. It was what she needed.

The man grinned, sat on the bed, and removed his boots, his jeans, and finally his boxers.

“Why are you still dressed,” he asked.

“Because I’ve been watching you,” she said gazing at his impressive cock, knowing that soon he would be inside her.

Chuckling, he smiled at her. “Hurry. I’m getting impatient.”

Quickly, she shed her jeans and panties. Glancing at the crib, she made certain Wyatt was still sound asleep.

While he was very young, she didn’t want him to wake at an inopportune moment.

Thunder rattled the house and yet it seemed like it was farther away.

Blake’s eyes widened and she sank down on the bed and pulled him beside her. “Focus on me. I need you deep inside me. We’re safe, so I want all your attention on me.”

She knew he worried that he would lose someone else he loved, but there was nothing they could do at the moment except celebrate life.

His hand slid down her stomach. It was flat once again, but it had taken months. Months to get her body even close to the original shape she’d been in.

He chuckled as he nuzzled the curve of her neck and shoulder. "I've dreamed of doing this with you again. Tonight seems like the perfect time.”

Did he mean that? He said he regretted leaving the way he had, but did that mean he wanted more between them?

She’d done everything she could not to think about him coming back, marrying her, and creating a family with her and Wyatt. And yet here they were in bed again, and she wanted him so badly.

In fact, she feared she was falling in love with him and that could be disastrous.

"Oh, Blake," she said as he lowered himself between her legs.

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