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‘For now, let’s say that for as long as we are out of the country, visiting Thorpe hotels,’ he replied. ‘Back home we’d have to be super-careful so that we don’t grab any press attention.’

She frowned at that, then a cheeky smile pulled her lovely mouth upward. ‘Well, on the plus side, at least I won’t fall pregnant,’ she quipped.

He smiled at her attempt at humour and then wondered if she was saying yes, if she was giving him the green light. Needing to know, he traced his thumb over her bottom lip. ‘So, will you let me make love to you again, sweetheart?’

She stared at him and he held his breath. Eventually, what seemed like years later, she nodded. ‘Yeah, I think I will.’

Not wanting to wait, or give her time to change her mind, and needing her, he stood up and tugged her to her feet. Addi looked from him to her half-empty drink to the still intensifying sunset. ‘Now?’ she demanded. ‘Can we not eat something first?’

No. He wasn’t going to wait—not for her. ‘They have this amazing thing called room service,’ he told her, wrapping his hand around hers and pulling her behind him as he weaved his way between the tables filled with amused guests. They knew exactly where they were heading but he didn’t care.

This wasn’t a honeymoon, but he was going to take any chance he could to have this wonderful, lovely woman naked. And what would be better than rolling around a big bed, with the sunset tossing reds and oranges onto her soft, smooth skin and the sea providing the background music?

CHAPTER SEVEN

JUDELEDHERacross the sand and up onto his wooden deck. Addi caught a glimpse of a comfortable sitting area to the right, but he angled left and led her to the bedroom, which looked straight onto the sea and the setting sun. Stopping next to the bed, he held her face in his hands and looked down at her, his expression intense.

‘Are you sure you want to do this, Addi?’

Yes, absolutely.She couldn’t wait to undo the buttons of his shirt and spread the fabric apart, to run her hands across his wide chest, to lay her mouth on his hot skin. To kiss his mouth and get lost in his arms. She placed her hand on his shoulder and met his eyes, gazing at that intense shade of green she’d come to associate with passion and need and want. ‘I want this, Jude. I wantyou.’

He lowered his head to kiss her, but she pulled back just a little. She just needed to check one little thing. ‘This has nothing to do with our deal or my job or anything else, right?’

‘This is only about the fact that I can’t wait to kiss your lips, to run my hands down your naked body, to touch, taste and caress you. I’ve thought about little else for the last two months, trying to remember your smell, the softness of your hair, that sexy sound you make when you’re turned on.’

He radiated sincerity, and she knew that, at this moment, they were a couple who simply wanted each other. This had nothing to do with the marriage certificate tucked into her bag or the agreement they’d made. Right now, he wasn’t the rich billionaire, her sort-of boss, and she wasn’t the mother of his unborn baby.

They were just a man and a woman who were extremely, maddeningly, attracted to each other.

‘Addi, you’re killing me here,’ Jude muttered, his hand coming up to cover hers and squeezing. It was such a boost to her ego to have a man like Jude look at her as though she were all the Christmas presents he’d ever wanted.

She could no more resist him any more than she could stop time.

‘Take me to bed, Jude,’ Addi told him, her voice strong and sure. She craved him and needed to experience the orgasms that only he’d managed to pull effortlessly from her.

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, Jude covered her mouth with his, not hesitating to slide his tongue between her teeth to tangle with hers. He bent his knees just a little, and boosted her up his body, and Addi wrapped her legs around his hips, her core settling on the hard ridge of his erection.

Yes, please.

This was exactly where she wanted to be.

Jude kissed her deeply and voraciously, demanding she meet his pace, and she was happy to. She tugged his shirt up his back to glide her hands over the bare skin of his back, loving the taut muscles and his harnessed strength. He held her so easily, with one arm beneath her butt, while his other hand covered her breast. He ducked his head to pull her nipple into his mouth, enjoying the friction created by her bikini top on her hard nipple. But that wasn’t enough for Jude, and he tugged the strings holding the triangles together and pulled her bikini top from her body.

Allowing her to slide to her feet, he put one hand behind his head to grip the collar of his shirt and pulled it over his head in that sexy move only men managed to pull off. Addi reached forward to place her open mouth on his muscled chest but, before she could, he tugged off her sarong, leaving her to stand in just a pair of brief bikini-bottoms.

Jude pushed her bikini bottoms down her hips and her clothes lay in a colourful heap on the floor. He batted her hands away and made short work of removing his swimming shorts. She couldn’t help herself, she needed to touch him, so she ran the side of her thumb up his shaft, unable to believe that a man could be so soft but so hard at the same time. She loved touching him, and wanted to inhale him, taste him, hear him moan her name as he struggled to control his reaction to her...

‘If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to lose it, sweetheart,’ Jude warned her, his hand covering her breasts and his thumb dragging over her hard nipples.

Addi arched her back as she looked up at him. ‘How am I looking at you?’ she asked.

‘Like I am a cupcake and you haven’t eaten for days.’

Accurate.

Jude placed both his hands on her hips, lifted her and gently tossed her onto the enormous bed behind them. For a moment he stood next to the bed and looked at her, her legs slightly spread. She resisted the urge to place her hand on her mound, to cover her breasts with her arm. It was obvious that Jude very much liked what he saw and there was no reason to feel ashamed of being naked.

Jude placed his hands on either side of her head. Her eyes met his and she was unable to look away. He’d barely touched her, but she could feel his mouth on her breasts, his lips on her hip bone, between her legs.

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