Page 22 of The Negotiator

After a few minutes of comfortable silence, she unwrapped her legs from around his hips and let them fall on the mattress on either side of him. Her fingers massaged the back of his neck as they balanced there together.

“That was as great as I thought it would be.”

His eyes popped open and he lifted his head to stare down at her. “You dreamed about us doing this?”

A sexy smile crossed her lips. “All the time.”

“Then what the hell have we been waiting for?” He almost yelled the question. He’d been so hot for her, so careful but so ready.

Her fingers tightened against his skin as she held him close. “I had to be sure.”

He wasn’t quite clear on what that meant, but it didn’t sound bad. “Are you sure now?”

“Definitely.”

He let that be good enough. For today. He’d negotiate for more later.

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