Taking the stairs two at a time, he held his precious cargo close to his body. “We have a lot to talk about. I’ll get an office in town, we can…”

“This one,” she said, pointing to the first room. “We can talk but not tonight.” Annie smiled as he let her slide to the floor. “First…” she said, dropping her coat to the floor. “We have to deal with the beading and throbbing, don’t you—”

He didn’t give her time to finish her sentence. Swooping down, he captured her lips in a searing kiss. Now that he knew why he couldn’t get enough of her, he couldn’t wait to show her exactly how much he loved her.

“This dress has to come off,” he murmured against her lips.

She turned around. “Zipper…”

*

As Craig sliddown the zipper of her dress slowly, he bent down to taste her. Following the downward movement of the zipper, his mouth trailed behind, leaving hot kisses all over her skin.

By the time her dressed pooled at her feet, she was shivering. From anticipation, from excitement, from need for the man standing behind her.

“No bra,” he whispered, cupping her breasts.

“The dress…” she began, but his hands trailed down her body and she forgot what she’d wanted to say. Her head dropped back against his rock-hard body as she gave herself up to his hands.

Only when she was shuddering did he stop and gently lead her to the bed.

“Keep your shoes on.” He grinned as he gently picked her up and laid her down on the bed. “It nearly killed me watching you dance in these with another man.”

“That was before I knew you loved me.”

His eyes nearly black with desire, he kissed her slowly. “Now you know.”

“Now I know,” she whispered.

His breath not quite steady, he quickly got rid of his clothes. Leaning back on her elbows she watched him. By the time he joined her on the bed, she was on fire for him.

Pushing him down, she straddled him. “My turn to love you. And I’m sorry, I have to get rid of the shoes, they’re going to do someone some serious bodily harm.”

“I hope you’ll wear them often.”

“Promise.”

*

In awe, hewatched as Annie’s head bent down over him. Her warm lips traveled over his body, caressing every inch, tormenting him, moving lower and lower, sending his blood to boiling point within seconds. Those clever hands were also busy. Touching, fondling, loving him. His pulse was racing like a drumbeat.

“Mmm, there’s a lot of throbbing going on here, I see.” Annie chuckled as her hand closed around him.

For a moment, he reveled in her touch, but he wasn’t going to last if she continued doing that. Flipping her over, he leaned over her. “I don’t want this to be over too soon…”

“Well, baby…” She grinned as one of her hands went right back to where it had been. “This is where I have to tell you if you’re going to stay with me, you’re not always going to get your way.”

His only defense was to haul her closer and kiss her again. As his tongue shot through to the depths of her mouth to find hers, heat slammed into him, his breath strangling in his throat. Frantically, possessively, his hand moved down her body, worshipping her slick flesh. He’d never get enough of her.

Smooth lines, silky limbs, soft curves. Hot, irresistible. Breathing in her flowery scent, he tried to rein in his galloping libido. This was for her. Showing her how intensely he craved her, how deeply he loved her, couldn’t be done in the span of a few minutes.

Only when her body arched restlessly up into his, her breathing ragged, did he cup her heat. Her moan was low, broken, echoing through his body. Lifting his head, he watched her eyes glaze over as she reached the first pinnacle. Fascinated, he stared at her as she soared. Beautiful, she was so, so beautiful.

When minutes later, her eyes finally fluttered opened, he hoisted himself above her, his muscles quivering as he slid over her. He’d never wanted anyone as he wanted this woman. Need for her pulsed through his body, clawed at his throat.

With his eyes on hers, he linked their fingers as he slipped inside her. Her heat welcomed him, fitted around him like a glove. He was home. Finally.

*