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spasming and he kept his hand between her legs as he slid up her body. He positioned himself between her thighs and waited poised at the portal of her body for a minute. The feel of the tip of his manhood there made her crave more of him.
    She put her heels on the bed and lifted her hips trying to take him deeper but he shook his head. “I want this to go slowly.”
    â€œI want you inside me, Nate. Now.”
    Taking his time, he slid inside her body inch by inch and once he was fully seated he waited until she moved her hips and then he started thrusting slowly inside. He felt so damned good inside of her.
    He thrust more quickly and his hands tightened on her hips. He brought his mouth to her neck and kissed her there whispering dark words of passion in her ear until she felt like she was going to come again. She reached down and clutched his buttocks, drawing him closer to her with each thrust. He moaned her name as she came again.
    This time was so much more intense. She couldn’t stop her body from thrusting up against him. His hipsbegan to pump frantically into her and then he called her name as he came.
    He held her in his arms, rolling to his side when he was able to. The sweat dried on their bodies and Jen looked up at him in the light cast by the bedside lamp. That was the most intense experience in her life. And Nate Stern was not only essentially a stranger but he was also effectively her boss.
    What had she done?

Six
    T he morning sunlight was muted through the roman shades on the windows. Nate normally didn’t like for a woman to stay too late in the morning but he was in no hurry for Jen to leave. She lay cuddled next to his side with her head resting on his shoulder and her arm wrapped around his waist.
    The soft exhalation of her breathing stirred his chest hairs and he felt something close to contentment with her in his arms. She looked peaceful and ethereal in her sleep.
    The sheets pooled low on her waist revealing the curves of her breasts and the slope of her hip. He reached out to trace the line of her body. She was a dancer, long and lithe yet still had a feminine curve to her.
    What was he going to do with her?
    He should be hustling her out of his bed and instead he wanted to draw her closer and lay here until she woke.Then he wanted to make love to her and spend the day with her.
    He stared down at her trying to figure out what it was about Jen that was different. Part of it was the obvious fact that she wasn’t in his crowd and seemed to have no desire to use his connections to get anywhere.
    She was the first woman he met that needed nothing from him. To be fair, she worked for him at the club, but that had nothing to do with him personally.
    â€œWhy are you staring at me?” she asked, shifting on to her back.
    â€œYou are incredibly pretty,” he said.
    She seemed to get more beautiful as he spent more time with her. He loved the fuller curve at the bottom of her lip and how she pursed her lips when she thought he was joking with her.
    â€œI’m a real Mona Lisa,” she said.
    â€œYou are a very interesting woman, Jen,” he said, leaning down to kiss her. “I could look at you all day.”
    â€œI’m not sure—”
    â€œDon’t think about it,” he said, putting his finger over her lips. “Let’s spend the day together and enjoy the time we have.”
    â€œWhat will we do?” she asked. “I have to be at work at five.”
    â€œMe, too,” he said. He rolled over on his back and reached for his iPhone, which was on the nightstand. He pulled her into the curve of his body. She cuddled close to him the way she had when they’d been sleeping and he liked that.
    He opened the weather application on his iPhone and saw that it was going to be a perfect day for sailing. “Want to go out on my yacht?”
    She laughed. “Do you say that to all the women you date?”
    â€œYes. I don’t