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Until now when she was with a man she truly cared about.

When had she started caring this much? When had she fallen in love?

Don’t go there, Amber.

She resumed her task, loving every delicious moment of it.

“Baby, baby…”

She lifted her head. “Yeah?”

“Nightstand drawer. Condom.”

God, yes. Condom. She wanted him inside her. She grappled in the drawer and retrieved a foil packet. Quickly she ripped it open, sheathed him, climbed atop him, and sank herself onto his hardness.

Had she ever felt so full? So complete?

Slowly she moved up and down, finding his rhythm, letting his own pistoning hips guide her.

“Yeah, baby. God, yeah.” His voice was deep, and his tone seemed to be hugging her, urging her to make love to him. “Fuck me. That’s it.”

Not a word she liked. But he said it so sweetly that it turned her on even more. She wanted to fuck him. She wanted to fuck his brains out. Her whole body felt like a rocket ready to launch.

She moved faster. Her clit rubbed against him as she pumped, and oh, oh…yes

. The orgasm hit her with more force than she was prepared for, and she nearly fell off the bed.

His strong hands steadied her. “That’s right, baby. Come for me. Come.”

The climaxes kept coming and coming. His hips gyrated harder up into her.

“Harper, so many, God…God, yes!”

“Yeah, baby. I’m going to come.” He thrust up into her faster. “Yes, yes, baby.”

As he spilled into her, her orgasms slowed. She fell forward onto his chest, their perspiration mingling into a scent of musky completion. She inhaled against his neck. Mmm. Their own special aroma. Perfect.

“Oh, baby,” he growled. “That was amazing.”

She nodded against his neck. Couldn’t bring herself to speak yet.

“Amber.”

She drew all her strength and sent it to her vocal cords. “Hmm?”

“Stay with me. Spend the night.”

She snuggled against him, already half-asleep.

Chapter Eleven

“Rise and shine.” Harper’s voice cut through Amber’s dream of lovemaking.

She opened her eyes. “Hey. What time is it?”

“Six. I gotta get moving. Ranches don’t run themselves.”

“Yeah. I’m working today too. My first client’s at eight, so I need to go.”


Tags: Helen Hardt The Temptation Saga Romance