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bsp; Okay. She’d made a mistake, a big one, but there was no sense in dwelling on it. What mattered was that it would not happen again.
The sex had been good, but she’d had good sex before …
“Hey.”
Startled, Anna raised her head and looked at Draco, who gave her a slow, sexy smile.
“You’re up,” she said brightly. “Good. I mean, I was just going to wake you.”
He shifted his weight, rolled her onto her back and framed her face with his hands.
“And just how were you planning on doing that?”
The sound of his voice sent a tremor dancing along her spine.
“Draco,” she said, “listen to me.”
“This was a mistake.”
“Yes. Yes, it was. I’m glad you understand—”
He kissed her, his lips moving against hers with slow, heart-stopping deliberation. She wanted to return the kiss, wrap herself in his heat, but she knew better than to give in.
“Please listen, Draco. I’m trying to tell you that—”
“We’re on opposite sides of what might become a lawsuit.”
“Exactly. And—”
“That makes us enemies.”
Anna sighed with relief. “Yes. This was … it was nice, but—”
“Nice?” he said, his voice a low growl.
“More than nice. It was—”
He kissed her again, deeper, more intensely. She felt him harden against her, felt that hot, electric jolt racing from her belly to her breasts.
Oh no, she thought, no, this wasn’t just good sex, it was something much more. She’d never felt this way before, as if she were standing at the edge of forever.
Draco slid into her. Her breath caught. Helpless, drowning in pleasure, she cried out as she rose toward him.
“Tell me to stop,” he said thickly, “and I will.”
She stared up into his dark eyes.
“All you have to do is say the words, Anna.”
“All right.” She ran the tip of her tongue over her lips. “I want—I want—”
Anna moaned, tunneled her fingers into his hair and brought Draco’s mouth to hers.
A long time later she stirred, rolled to her side and nestled back against him.
“I meant to tell you,” she said drowsily, “you don’t have to worry. I’m on the pill.”