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“Okay.” To his surprise, she did not argue but moved into his arms. Hesitating for a fraction, he moved his hands and closed them around her, bringing her onto his chest.

“I smell of tobacco.” He told her gruffly. “I smoke when I am stressed or when I am doing much thinking. If that’s something that offends you- “

“It doesn’t.” She told him hastily, moving into his arms and inhaling the masculine scent of his body wash.

“Oh.” For a second, he had no idea what to say next. He had come here, expecting her to be fast asleep and wondering if he should just slide into bed next to her and wake her with his mouth. “I don’t know what this is, but I am intensely attracted to you. I never had relationships because that’s not who I am. We are in this – this thing- “

“You mean a marriage?” she asked innocently, turning her head to gaze up at him.

He stared at her for a minute, a frown touching his brow, his silver eyes expressionless. “I suppose you could call it that.” There was a glint of amusement in his eyes. “We have complicated things, haven’t we?”

“I would say we have.” She agreed solemnly.

“I- we did not use anything. Not that I expected you to be on anything, considering you were innocent. But I should have – I usually do- “He shook his head as he realized he was rambling. She made him nervous for some reason.

Perhaps it’s the fact that he had taken her innocence and was the first man for her somehow that simultaneously made him feel strange and proud. He had spent hours thinking of the implications and what it meant. “There might be a child- “His arms tightened around her waist unconsciously. “I don’t know how the hell to be a dad- “

“Being a parent would be new for me too.” She reminded him softly.

“Why are you being so calm about this? I thought you hated me.”

“Hate is such a strong word.” She murmured. “I thought you were harsh and cynical- “

“I still am.” He interrupted dryly.

“Are you?” Shifting slightly, she swung a leg over both of his. “I am beginning to think otherwise.”

“You would do well not to forget that- “He hissed out a breath when she used her knee to nudge that susceptible part of him. “Stop.”

“I love how you make me feel.” She whispered, climbing on top of him. “I spent the daydreaming about how deep you were inside me. I- “She gasped when his hand rubbed her neck.

“Do you know what I spent the day doing?” He asked thickly, his body already primed and ready for her.

“What?”

“This- “He wedged a hand between their bodies and pushed aside the flimsy sides of her panties so that he could touch her sensitive flesh. “And this- “Her body arched when he dipped a finger into her wet warmth.

“Kiss me.” He whispered, eyes smoldering with latent passion. Her head bent towards his, her lips brushing against his.

Opening his mouth, he captured her sweet tongue between his teeth, his fingers driving into her until she was writhing on top of him frantically. His thumb stroked her flesh and sent the climax crashing through her like a volcano erupting.

Swallowing her moans, he waited until she had partially recovered from the climax before lifting her and placing her on top of his throbbing cock. He still had his sweatpants on but was not wearing underwear. The groan was torn from his chest as her silky tightness sheathed him like a glove.

A shudder raged through his body as the thought swept through him. He had been her first – good God, he had been the first man for her!

Chapter 10

She did not dare hope he would be in bed next to her when she woke up the following day, and she certainly had not expected to be awoken with his mouth on her body.

Her eyes flew open to see him staring down at her, silver eyes alight with passion as his hands wandered over her flat stomach.

“It’s about time. I thought I wasn’t doing an excellent job.” He growled.

Her body was tingling with life, and her heart was racing unsteadily. Lifting a hand, she placed it on his chest, marveling as his muscles flexed in reaction to her touch.

“You are still here.” She murmured, not knowing what else to say.

“So, I am. You snore.” He whispered, brushing his lips on hers in a potent gesture that had her fingers digging into his flesh.

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