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“Well,” I murmured, dropping my forehead to rest against hers. “We’re more than friends, darlin’.”

“Yes, we are.” She brushed her lips against mine.

Aunt Hattie snorted. “We’restillhere.”

I wrapped my arms around Pearl, looking into her eyes. “You should go, Aunt Hattie, Missy.”

I heard them snicker, and then offer their boisterousgoodnightsandbe good,while Pearl and I looked into each other’s eyes.

CHAPTER 26

Pearl

Rhett brushed the hair off my face and dipped his head to touch his lips to mine in a long, slow kiss, like we had all the time in the world.

He dropped his head and pressed a kiss to my collarbone, his hands cupping my ass, rubbing himself against me. Then his hands ascended from my hips, tracing my breasts, to cup my face.

“Baby,” he whispered, his lips grazing mine. He nibbled against my lips again, and I leaned in, wanting more.

“More,” I moaned.

His tongue slid against mine, and I tasted him, salty, sweet, incredibly erotic. The kiss went from soft to passionate in seconds. My hands were behind his neck, pulling him closer.

I fell into him, trusting him, as our mouths tangled for dominance.

“Pearl,” he said my name breathlessly, like I was the most amazing thing in his life. He tilted my head, and this time, the kiss was desperate. We’d been dancing aroundusfor weeks.

“I love your kisses,” he claimed, running his fingers through my hair.

“They’re the fucking best,” I agreed.

He laughed.

I brought my lips to his again, and this time, I arched into him, wanting more. His hands ran down my hips and cupped my ass again.

“Oh God, baby,” he all but whimpered into my mouth and rocked his erection against me.

“That’s my line,” I breathed.

He chuckled.

“Can we take your shirt off?” I asked, my hands hungrily wanting to touch his skin. He looked hot in a tuxedo, and I’d enjoyed seeing him take off his jacket casually, and now I wanted itallgone. “I want to touch you.”

“Yeah?” He didn’t sound sure that I wanted him.

“I want you.”

“Oh, baby, I want you, too.”

I couldn’t believe what I was saying and how he was responding. I’d gone from wanting to go into darkness to wanting everything life had to offer…and that, right now, was orgasms from Rhett.

Suddenly, he picked me up, bridal style, and I squealed.

“I think we need a bed for this,” he announced.

He kept kissing me as he carried me to bed, his tongue licking mine. He was needy and eager, just like me. He set me down by my bed, and we went at each other hungrily. I pushed his dress shirt up, and he helped me, yanking at his cufflinks, which I heard land on the hardwood floor with a softclink.

His hands gripped my tank top, and I froze. It was for a moment, but we both felt it. He waited, not asking for more.

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