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“Oh my god. That feels amazing. Don’t stop…” she moaned.

She spread her thighs wantonly, her knees bent. He pushed two fingers into her and almost exploded at how tightly she clenched around his digits. Gritting his teeth, he pumped his fingers in and out of her, watching her and loving the way pleasure snaked through her, twisting and tightening her gorgeous face.

She couldn’t possibly leave him. No woman who responded to a man like this could walk away. And he wouldn’t let her go, wouldn’t make a relationship-ending mistake. She was his.

His.

Desperate to bring her to orgasm, he knelt and took her clit into his mouth.

“Gavin.” She whispered his name like it was the secret of the universe. “Gavin, Gavin.”

“Yes, baby, yes.” He pressed another finger into her. “Come for me,” he commanded and put his mouth back on her clit, licking, sucking and scraping it with his teeth, while he worked his fingers.

Her body bowed, her head thrown back. A tortured scream tore from her throat as an orgasm spasmed through her.

He kept his mouth on her, helping her ride wave after wave and stroking her gently as she came down from her high. Her face was peach pink, her lips swollen and kissable. Good lord. He was so damn close. Couldn’t wait even a second more.

The burgundy stiletto sandals looked wantonly sexy dangling at the end of her still spread legs. He put them over his shoulders as he positioned himself.

“Yes. I need you,” she said, her eyes glittering with desire. “Let’s make ourselves feel good.”

He thrust into her in one smooth motion. She was so hot and tight, his cock felt like it’d burst inside her in an instant.

Shit.

He hadn’t lost control like that since high school, and he wasn’t going to on his second honeymoon. He moved, setting a good pace that would help him prolong the moment. But from the way her face flushed and her head tossed back and forth, he knew she was really close, just needing a gentle push to send her over into the oblivion of another mind-shattering climax.

Desperate for the release yet even more desperate to hold onto their closeness, he kissed her. Their tongues tangled carnally, and she wrapped around him as though she was afraid he’d vanish.

Never. Never. Not him.

She was the one who was about to slip from his grasp unless he could make her stay beyond the four months. He wanted to make her come so hard, make her feel so ecstatically good, she would want to stay with him for the sex if nothing else.

He slipped a hand between their bodies and bumped his thumb against her clit while increasing the rhythm of his thrusts. She made a soft keening noise that rapidly escalated into a scream, her spine arching as a second orgasm ripped through her. Her inner muscles gripped him hard as they contracted. Teeth clenched, he came, spurting hotly inside her, feeling like the top of his head was exploding with the uncontrollable pleasure of loving his wife.

Instead of collapsing on top of her, he rolled over with her on top of him. Her long curls settled over them like a golden blanket.

More than the sexual satisfaction, it was the sense of peace and rightness of having her in his arms that loosened the knot of tension that had been plaguing him since her bombshell announcement at La Mer. She could see how he felt about her, couldn’t she? She’d forgive him for the disastrous anniversary, right?

Chapter Twelve

AMANDINE WOKE UP to the sound of pounding waves. Next to her, Gavin slept with one arm over her belly, his naked body resting on the tangled sheet. Through the curtains she could see a sliver of dark orange—almost red—demarcating the dark churning ocean and the indigo sky. What the…?

Oh, right. Thailand.

She moved his hand carefully and rose. Her muscles ached pleasantly, reminding her of how sweetly her husband had loved her the night before. Their physical connection seemed to testify as to how crazy she was to even consider giving him up.

But sex wasn’t what had gone bad in their marriage. He could give her an orgasm a day for the next four months, and it still wouldn’t change anything.

She almost wished the problem was sex. Then they could’ve just practiced until they got better at it.

How can you be sure nothing will change?

Gavin had never spent this much time with her. He was giving her a second honeymoon, but she couldn’t begin to imagine what it must’ve done to his work schedule. He’d even turned off his phone and tablet, and hadn’t checked his email since they’d left L.A.

Surely, all of that meant something. He wouldn’t have done it if he didn’t love her at least a little.

Gavin shifted, throwing an arm over his head. He looked utterly masculine, yet somehow vulnerable in the pre-da


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