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“I know,” I soothe. “Iknow—which is why I stopped the doubts before they started. The point I wanted to make is that this, tonight, is only us. Onlyyou. The only thing you want to do with me is givemoreto me…and just when I think there can’t be any more, there is…”
As I trail off, he pushes in. Our lips seek each other like the tide and moon, pulled beyond control, fulfilled beyond words. But somehow he finds some.
“And there always will be,” he whispers into my parted mouth. “Always more, and always for you.”
I slide my hand into his hair and drag him close again. His mouth is big and bold, conquering mine with stabs and slides that make me dizzy and needy. He doesn’t protest when I work my way a little closer. Then closer. The sheets tangle between us as I wrap myself around him, following the call of the base desires that rise inside.
Higher…
Higher…
Until he yanks back with a tortured moan. But at the same time, a labored laugh. His chest is pumping as hard as mine. His gaze is hooded and hot.
“My love, if we keep this up much longer…”
“And that’s a problem…why?” I challenge with matching spirit.
The corners of his eyes get new splays of tightness. Not his totally confrontational ones, though if he’d summoned me to his office with that look, I’d be fearing for my GPA. Maybe more. With more economy than his usual grace, he rolls back to his feet.
“Tick-tock, Cinderella. You’d best get up and pick your magical dress. The carriage will be here in half an hour.”
Carriage?
I keep the demand out of my mouth and away from my face, figuring it’ll get meall will be revealedagain, or something just as cryptic. My delight in the Voracity originals has also taken over.
Short on time and seeing they’re all in my size, I quickly pick a cream-colored knit with some delicate embroidery accents. It falls to my shins, which means a pair of wedge espadrilles is an ideal finish for the look. There’s an assortment of hair ornaments in a basket near the washbasin and mirror, and I find a pretty pearl hair clip that helps to bring my air-dried lengths into some semblance of up-down order. After swiping on light bronzer and lip gloss, I’m a little more cleaned up and ready for Maximus’s mysteriouscarriage.
“Oh…my.”
The exclamation falls free before I can help it. I’m just shocked there isn’t more to it, with some naughtier words attached for emphasis. But every one of them is certainly zinging through my mind, and I’d dare any female in this realm—inanyof them—to deny herself the pleasure of letting them mentally scream away.
So…magnificent.
Not our conveyance, a golf cart that’s romantically decked out with twinkle-lighted manzanita branches and velvet-padded seats.
My gasp is forhim.
The man who steps to me now with his long fingers stretched and a smitten smile gleaming from the center of his beard. His hair is fully pulled back, tamed into a clean bun at the back of his head. He’s changed into a pristine white button-down shirt and crisp khakis. The lighter attire causes the blue shades of his gaze to pop like waves on a Greek Island shore. They’re intense, entrancing…
And they’re focused only on me.
Always more. Always for you.
The man is obviously determined to prove that tonight.
And I’m absolutely inclined to let him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
MAXIMUS
I’m still as stressed as a kid at prom.
Screw that.
I’m as neurotic as the full-grown man I am, wondering if my knees are about to give out when this woman finally hitches her hand into mine. Because right now, it’s definitely going to happen…
And it does.
