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Slowly, like licking the side of an ice cream cone wanting to savor each bite, she slid her tongue to the top, detangling herself from the temptation in front of her.
“I want more.”
He grabbed her arms, pulling her onto his lap. “Yes, more—now.”
She rolled the condom on, slowly, even as her body flamed with desired to take him already. But the act of teasing him a little bit longer couldn’t be contained. She enjoyed each time a throaty groan left his sweet lips. To know that he was enjoying himself, letting loose, made her feel special. She was making him feel like this. Nobody else. Just her. Like she had some sort of superpowers hidden inside. Because she imagined he never let himself act like this.
“Gabriella…”
Chuckling at his begging growl, she finally gave in to the torture. With delicious intent, she slid down his hard length and sighed. Bending low to his ear, nibbling, she whispered, “Is that better, Dane?”
“Much.”
She stopped his hands from grabbing her hips, waggling her finger in his face. “Tsk, tsk, Mr. Holloway. Hands to yourself, remember?”
She laughed again at his defiant stare, knowing she was testing his control to the brink. He didn’t like to surrender control, but she was making him. To think he was letting her. It was like sitting on the edge of a cliff, dangling her legs, knowing at any moment she could fall off with one tiny swing of her legs. She loved the exhilarating feeling. Perhaps seeing him lose control would be like free-falling off that cliff, the wind blowing in her hair, her arms wide open as if she could fly like a bird. But not yet. She was in control right now.
Slowly, because any other way would have defeated the delectable torture she was creating, she started to move. She bestowed a kiss on each of his eyelids when he closed his eyes to savor the way she moved. He was still letting her enjoy the freedom of having control. Simply amazing.
She took her time to love him on the couch, moving up and down, brushing her body against his, her nipples hard pebbles that had him shivering under her touch. No more words were spoken. Just their bodies as they started to move as one. He never moved his hands to her hips, or on her breasts like she cherished, or a smooth hand running through her hair. No. He sat there, moving his hips in tune to her movements, letting her take them for a ride. She couldn’t have asked for anything better. Perfection.
Before long, her body needed more, craved more. She increased the speed. Dane kept up with the pleasure. She cried out when she hit the peak, her body tensing with burning tingles of ecstasy. All thoughts vanished from her mind. Even the fact he grabbed her hips to keep the momentum going, joining her a few seconds later in his own delirious climax.
Resting her body against his, snuggling her head into his neck, she inhaled his warm scent. “This has to rank as one of the best vacations I’ve ever had.”
He chuckled into her ear, swiping a lock of hair away from her face. “Even the parts where I made you repeatedly walk to the file room in those treacherous high heels you hate?”
“Even those parts. I hate that I had to lie to you. I’m sorry.” Lifting her head, she smoothed a hand across his stubbled cheek. A touch of roughness, like him sometimes. “I can’t regret any part, though, because I never would’ve met you. I like what’s happening here. I like you, Dane.”
As those words fell from her lips, a part of her wished she had swapped “like” for “love.”
But that was too soon.
Right?
Kissing her lightly, he lingered for a moment, brushing his hands up and down her body. “I like you, too, Gabriella.”
She swore she heard a bit of hesitation of the word like from him as well.
Were they on the same wavelength? Was this love?
“And you were the best damn secretary I ever had. I have no idea what I’m going to do Monday morning.”
11
Dane rubbed a tired hand across his face, glancing at the clock for the twentieth time. The thought of moving the clock to another part of his office crossed his mind several times until he realized he’d have to throw his watch away as well. Because all he’d have to do is lift his wrist to see the time if he removed the clock from his office wall.
Concentration. He lost that weeks ago when he started dating Gabriella. Figuring out the meaning of that word couldn’t even be put into words anymore. She was all he thought about every day. At work. At home. Hell, even when he was with her, his mind wandered to every wonderful thing he enjoyed about her.
Spectacular. That’s what she was, just as he thought she would be when he first started daydreaming about her. She had lived up to that word, plus some.
A woman of many facets. Humor. Kindheartedness. Friendly. Lovable. Stern. Heated. Opinionated. Gorgeous.
He couldn’t even describe her with all the words in the dictionary. She was too complicated of a woman to even try.
He treasured each day he had with her—something he made time to do whether his work was completed or not. When five o’clock rolled around, he left the office.
It hadn’t been easy at first. His work had been his solace for quite some time. To drop it all for something—a woman, no less—had been difficult.
