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hot.”
    “It was.”
    “And exactly how many men did you fuck over the past two days? Besides me?”
    “None.” She ran a hand over her hair. “Okay, suddenly I feel like Bill Clinton. It depends on your definition of ‘fucked’, but let’s just say that yours was the only real cock inside me this weekend.”
    “Good.” He looked into her eyes and drew a deep breath, and once again she saw the possessive and powerful man who’d taken her. She saw the smoldering look of a man who wanted to take her again.
    “Would that have been a deal breaker?” she asked.
    “No.” He stood and pulled her up and against him. “But I’m glad.”
    Putting his hand firmly in the middle of her ass, he tucked his fingers possessively between her legs. “And I’d like to know where to buy one of those remote-controlled vibrators.”
    “Why?”
    He cocked one of his eyebrows. “Why do you think?”
    She smiled and wriggled against his fingers, urging them farther forward. As hot as it had been, being secretly turned on in front of that crowd, she liked the idea of sharing a secret like that with Connor, having him be the one in control of when and how long she had to cover her public arousal. “Kiss me,” she said.
    He let go of her and stepped back. “Not yet.”
    “Why not?”
    “I want to see you naked.”
    “You’ve already done that.”
    “It will be different this time.” The look he gave her nearly set her on fire.
    “You’re right,” she said. Everything was different. “You need to strip too.”
    They slowly undressed, eyes on each other, enjoying every moment, drinking in every sight as they each laid themselves bare before the other.
    When they were both naked, she tried to keep her eyes off his cock, hard and ready. An ache burned deep inside her. She was so ready. She’d never been so ready, even though they weren’t touching.
    He stepped forward like a predator—slowly, purposefully, but instead of pulling her against him like she expected, he slowly ran his hands down her arms. He traced across her collarbones, down the center of her body and back up. Closing her eyes, she let him explore, and his fingers didn’t leave one inch of her skin unexplored, leaving hot trails of sparks in their wake.
    After luxuriating in his caress, she opened her eyes, feeling dizzy and longing to touch him, too. Taking his hands in hers, she moved them behind his back. Then, with her eyes and fingers, she studied him: his ridges and valleys, his planes and edges, the soft and the hard of him. And when she finally looked back into his eyes, she felt as if he was the first person in her whole life that she’d truly seen, who’d truly seen her. The whole her.
    Connor swept her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. After gently laying her on the bed, he parted her legs and entered. Although the penetration was gentle, she cried out, shocked by the intensity as he slowly moved inside her. The other times with him had been hard and fast, but this time she felt every fraction of an inch of him as he slid against her, as they slid together further and further into an erotic bliss.
    Rolling him onto his back, she sank deeper onto his cock, letting her body weight help take him all in. As soon as he was lodged to the hilt, she rested her hands on his chest and started to move. Slowly and deliberately she circled and rocked her hips, keeping him tightly inside, right where she needed him to be. As she rode him, his hands trailed over her body, grazing her breasts, teasing her neck, and always, always he looked into her eyes.
    She’d thought she’d never meet a man with the potential of being her equal, her partner in life, a man who wouldn’t be intimidated or emasculated by her wealth or power. Was this the man? Could it be? Was Connor actual boyfriend material?
    As if hearing her question, he firmly took her hips and flipped her onto her back. He pressed her hands above her head and thrust, deep and strong,