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“I can’t…!” she gasped.
“You can!” he snarled, gripping her wrists in one hand, pinning them over her head. With the other, he lifted her leg, opening her up with her knee over his elbow. This new position seemed to press her hips more firmly against his abdomen and…that friction, that rubbing of her nub against his stomach pushed her right over that edge again. She cried out, arching into him which only pressed her body more perfectly against him, prolonging her climax.
She felt him swell within her, which left her breathless, and she whimpered as a third orgasm hit her. Thankfully, he followed with his own, roaring his pleasure to the heavens. Then, he collapsed, pressing his face against her neck as they slowly remembered how to breathe.
Chapter 23
Tiro looked down at the woman asleep in his arms, stunned by the protectiveness he felt for her. She was so beautiful, so tender and loving, he couldn’t believe that she had been his enemy for so long.
When that thought hit him, he sighed, his head dropping onto the pillow as he stared up at the ceiling. Enemy. The next couple days were supposed to be the last time he and Angela officially saw each other. The plan had been for her to visit for three days to finish the ruse for the international press.
However, after spending time with her, he knew with absolute certainty that he wanted her in his life forever. This incredible woman, with all of her tender sighs and her intelligent insights, was his to the core. He wanted her completely. Not for just a few hours. Not for a few days either. He wanted all of her, for the rest of their lives. With every adorable sigh and snuggle, she wrapped him around her little finger a bit more tightly.
How could this work,though? Would his people accept her? And what about her people? Would they be angry if he married her? Essentially, he would be taking a precious resource, Angela, fromthem.
The obstacles in the path of their future were enormous. But impediments had never stopped him before.
Then he thought of something else.What had she said? Something about sex toys?
He grinned, then rolled over, intending to wake her up so that they could explore those toys together. But he found her eyes were already open, watching him.
“What are you thinking about?’ she asked, her gaze wary now.
“I was thinking about how beautiful you are,” he admitted, which was honest enough. He didn’t mention his thoughts about the future. He wasn’t sure what she would think about something more with him. He’d have to take this slowly. He had three days with her.
He was going to make the most of these remaining days.
“What areyouthinking about?” he asked, tossing her question back to her.
“That I need a shower,” she admitted, then grinned, pushing her hair out of her eyes.
That was an easy enough request to fulfill. Standing up, he walked over to her side of the bed, frowning at her when she stood up as well. But since she was distracted by looking for something to cover herself up, it was a simple thing to lift her into his arms. Damn he loved the way she sounded so surprised every time he did that. She was adorable, he thought and chuckled at her indignation as he carried her into the bathroom.
“Bath or shower?” he asked.
Angela eyed both options, then pointed to the large, sunken bathtub. “Definitely a bath,” she replied.
“Excellent choice,” he agreed and set her down on one of the plush chairs. He’d never understood the purpose of that chair before now. But seeing her sitting there, her cute knees pressed primly together, he got it. It was perfect for her, he thought as he walked over to the faucet and adjusted the temperature. He even added the obnoxious bubbles that were always on the edge of the bathtub. He never, ever, took baths. In his mind, showers were much more efficient.
But in this case, he had other plans. And there was nothing efficient about his plans.
“I can walk!” she gasped and stood up when he started toward her again, holding up her hand.
Tiro took that hand, holding it as she descended the steps, then slowly lowered herself into the water.
She perched on one side of the tub while he sank into the other. They were far enough apart that he couldn’t touch her, but that could easily be fixed. Soon. But first, he was curious about something.
“So, these sex toys that your aunt gifted you,” he began, moving his arms in the water to circulate the bubbles. He watched her carefully and was treated to a blush that started in her cheeks and continued down to the waterline, if not further. “What all did she include in the collection?”
Angela froze and he cracked up at her horrified expression.
“I don’t…actually know how to use some of them.”
He couldn’t hold back from moving across the tub and pulling her into his arms. “Then I think I will have to teach you how to use each,” he kissed her lips, “and every,” another kiss, “oneof them.”
By the third kiss, her arms had wrapped around his neck and the relaxing bath idea was a thing of the past.
Chapter 24
