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then his essence seemed to fill every part of her, her eyes drifted closed and his mouth at last met hers.
    That familiar drugging warmth filtered through her system as Roxy slipped into a state of both blessed relief and spiralling passion while the wet tip of his tongue traced over her lower lip, then slid past her teeth to wind deep and hot inside. With him holding and exploring her, herarms went out to draw him in at the same time any oxygen left in her world evaporated and she surrendered without reserve. As much as she’d like to deny it—deny him—wasn’t this the moment she’d been waiting for?
    As she savoured the embrace and his chin grazed her cheek, he manipulated her around until she’d drifted to lie near horizontal, draped over his lap. With one palm cradling her head and his chest rumbling with satisfaction, he proceeded to kiss her more thoroughly than she’d ever been kissed before. Still she needed more.
    Drowning in sensation, she reached across, found the hand gripping her shoulder and slid his palm down her upper arm, then over towards her breast. When his fingertips brushed the peak beneath her blouse, her womb compressed and beat a rhythm that released a hot surge of longing at the apex of her thighs. He rolled and plucked the sensitive tip until the throbbing in her belly grew to a point where she only wanted to rip off her clothes and have him finish feeding this mind-blowing want. It was official. She’d lost her mind.
    But then the crush of his kiss eased enough for him to murmur against her parted lips.
    ‘Mmm … this
is
sweet.’ His smile feathered over her mouth. ‘Very sweet, indeed.’
    His mouth claimed hers again while that hand ironed down her side, over the ticklish slope near her hip and across to that part of her that begged for attention. Over the fabric of her trousers, his long fingers curved down and pressed between her legs. When she melted more, his touch rode slightly higher to circle a spot that felt three heartbeats away from catching light and consuming her whole. Her every cell floated higher while her core squeezed and pulsed and reality shrank down to only this. To only Nate and only now.
    When the pressure of his touch, of his kiss, lightened again, Roxy groaned as some of what the world had been before filtered in. She couldn’t care if Hollywood’s most celebrated female celebrity were knocking on her door desperate for a million-dollar dress. Her only thought was to have him back. Have him kiss her again and again.
    His scratchy cheek came to rest alongside hers as his deep velvet voice rumbled at the sensitive shell of her ear.
    ‘I’m glad we worked out our differences.’
    His mouth gravitated to her throat and nibbled down while she sighed and murmured, ‘Me too.’
    ‘I vote we take this to your bedroom.’ His tongue looped around the hollow at the base of her throat. ‘Call me cautious but I’m not a friend of stray needles.’
    Spreading her fingers over his shoulder, she arched towards him and, as if the world were about to end and this would be their last, he scooped under her back, lifted her higher and kissed her again. The raw sensation he mined from deep inside left her mind blank but for the stars. His next words were muffled and rough as he spoke against her lips as if he couldn’t bear to leave them.
    ‘Which way?’
    She was prying his shirt tails out from beneath his belt. ‘Which way what?’
    She felt his grin. ‘Your bedroom.’
    Oh, yes. She hummed out a smile. She longed to sprawl out on cool sheets while he flicked open her blouse buttons, wound the silk from her shoulders, peeled the bra from
here … from her …
    A sudden heart-stopping fright seized her chest and Roxy’s eyes flew open as ice-cold dread fell like a lead weight through her middle. She’d totally forgotten. Beneath her blouse, her chemise, she wore underwear a prim great-aunt would be ashamed of. She couldn’t let him see her ingranny pants. But now