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She rolled onto her side and gave him a sexy look. “Can you guess?”

“Hmmm.” He leaned over to kiss her nose. “A socialite?”

She laughed. “That’s not a career. That’s an expectation of social behavior.” This time she kissed his nose. “Guess again.”

“You went to Harvard.” He kissed her cheek, making sure to kiss away her lingering tears. “It must be something like history or English.”

She made a buzzing sound. “Wrong. Try again.”

He traced her jawline before his fingertips rested on her lips. “Sociology?”

She scoffed. “I don’t even know what that is!”

Without warning, he rolled her onto her back and propped himself over her body. His hands landed on either side of her head, and one of his legs pressed between her thighs. Even fully clothed, the heat they generated threatened to scorch him. “Tell me.”

She smiled and held his face between her hands. “You really can’t guess?”

“I really can’t.” His lips gently covered hers, and their breaths mingled until he wasn’t sure where he stopped and she began. He pressed his leg between her thighs higher until she arched her hips. “Tell me.”

“Oh, Hawk.” Her throaty voice sent heat straight to his groin, and his erection became unbearably painful as it pressed against his zipper. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and whispered, “You are so bossy.”

“I am.” He lowered the weight of his entire body on top of her, and he took one of her full breasts in his hand. “Tell. Me.”

She arched beneath him again and moved her arms until her fingers gripped his ass. “I have a degree in applied mathematics. I’m a biostatistician with a master’s degree in applied algebra.”

“What?” He raised his head and saw the truth in her eyes. “You mean I’ve been fucking a brilliant math geek and didn’t know it?”

She wriggled beneath him and fluttered her eyelashes. “Do geeky math girls turn you on?”

“Hell, yeah, they do.” With a grunt, he rolled over onto his back and forced her to straddle his waist. “Take off your top.”

She laughed as she peeled off her T-shirt, exposing her white lace bra. “If I’d known you were this bossy—”

His hands covered her breasts, and she closed her eyes. Slowly, he reached around to unclasp her bra. Then he drew the straps down her arms and tossed it aside. Her firm, round breast with their rosy tips bounced in front of his eyes. “You are so beautiful.”

He didn’t even recognize his guttural voice. Maybe because his throat closed up and he could barely breathe. He’d spent every sleepless night, since she left him, dreaming about touching her, holding her, being inside her. And now that she was here with him again, he was almost afraid to touch her in case she disappeared.

She covered his hands on her breasts with her fingers and gently squeezed. “I’ve missed you, Hawk.”

A deep well of male satisfaction bloomed in his chest, making it hard to drag in enough oxygen. “I’m never letting you go, Izzy.”

He wasn’t sure what she’d make of his declaration, but he didn’t care.

She smiled and unbuttoned her jeans. That was all the incentive he needed to make the necessary changes in their situation. A few moments later, he’d stripped them both and had rolled on a condom he’d grabbed from his bedside table.

Except now he was on top of her again, both legs between her thighs, and his erection at her entrance. He wanted to take his time, but they’d been apart for too long. And the other, more demanding part of his body needed satisfaction. He needed to claim what was his.

She drew his head down and held his face between her palms so she could kiss him deeply. His tongue played with hers, and she spread her legs even wider, in a silent plea. After a few more deep kisses, he raised his head and met her gaze. He wanted her to see him, really see him, as he drove into her.

She raised her hips at the same time he plunged forward. He entered her and paused, surprised by how tight she was. Slowly, she began to move her hips rhythmically. He met her request with a slow and steady driving motion. The back and forth movement of drilling into her, entering her deeper with each and every push, filled him with such joy that he cried out, “Izzy.”

“Harder.” She lifted her legs higher until they wrapped around his waist. She dug her nails into his ass and pleaded, “Please, Hawk.”

He was happy to oblige. He closed his eyes and gave himself up the power of their lovemaking. He drove and drove and drove into her until all he knew was the sensation of his hard, aching dick inside the woman he loved.

“Hawk.” She gently bit his ear and her nails dug even harder. “I’m coming.”

The pain of her nails grabbing his ass, and the way her body tightened around him, made his balls tighten and his toes curl. Suddenly, a frenzy came over him and he forced himself deeper and deeper until hitting her very core. A moment later, he exploded inside her and she cried out his name again. It took six more strokes to make her come again, and another four until he emptied all he had to give her.

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