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stimulation. “Not ‘Jason.’ Try again.”
    Her brow furrowed. Her lips pressed together. Gia was confused and frustrated. Clearly, she wanted more pleasure. He withheld. Maybe now she could understand a fraction of what he’d endured for nearly the past year.
    “Mr. Denning,” she finally gasped out, arching her breasts even closer to him. “Please…”
    “Better,” he praised before he took her nipples in his mouth again, one after the other, savoring the soft skin of her breasts with his fingertips.
    The starch that had stiffened her muscles since she’d walked through his door melted more with every pull of his mouth on the candy-hard crests. He could smell her now. The tang of her arousal filled his nostrils and made his blood boil. Every time he had Gia under his power, she fired him up like no woman ever had. Feeling her now warmed him like the sun after a long, cold winter.
    But after what seemed like a thousand freezing seasons without her, he needed more.
    With a growl, Jason fitted his hands around the little straps over her hips and ripped her thong away. He lay his palm over her bare pussy, letting her feel the claim he had placed here long ago. Then he ground the heel of his hand in a tight circle, directly over her clit. To his great satisfaction, she spread her legs wider to him, granting him even more access to her secret flesh.
    He’d been wrong earlier. His wife didn’t just intoxicate him; she held him spellbound.
    “Gia, baby, I’ve missed you,” he blurted.
    He nearly bit his tongue off. No way should he admit that. The truth gave her power. He had to watch himself, somehow not get lost in her.
    With a mewl, she lifted her hips to him. He sank his fingers between the velvety folds of her cunt, dipped his fingers into her wetness, and he caressed her clit. His slow rub had her writhing as he awakened the nerve endings under the hood of her flesh. Then he withdrew.
    “I’ve missed you, too. Don’t stop,” she begged.
    Wondering if she meant that or merely said what she thought he wanted to hear, Jason massaged her clit again, more circular motions that hardened the little bud and had her bucking closer for more. “Tell me who else makes you feel this way.”
    “No one,” she breathed out.
    Gia had admitted as much before they married, and he’d hoped the same was still true. “Who else has touched you like this in the last year?”
    As he brushed her nerve-laden bundle again, she whimpered. “No one.”
    “You haven’t let anyone pet this pretty pussy since me?” He wanted to hear her admit it again. He ached to believe it.
    Jason softened his touch, concentrating the rhythmic cadence exactly where she wanted it, taking her closer and closer to the edge of pleasure.
    “No,” she gasped out. “Even when I saw you with other women in the newspaper, I couldn’t…” Her thighs went taut, and she gyrated, trying to take him deeper. “I couldn’t do it.”
    She thought he’d been unfaithful? That grated on him. It would probably be wise to let her think it, but where his wife was concerned, he had yet to make a damn logical decision.
    “I attended benefits and art showings with ‘appropriate’ dates for one good cause after another. I smiled as photographers snapped pictures. I did not take anyone to bed.”
    Gia turned her head away and tried to draw her legs together to shake off his touch. “You don’t have to lie.”
    “You’re right,” he agreed. “So why would I bother? Nothing in our prenuptial agreement prevents me from fucking someone else. But I didn’t.”
    Around the edges of the mask, he could see her brows furrow together. “That doesn’t make any sense.”
    “Why?” He ripped the mask away. “Because you think I’m a deceitful playboy who chases one piece of ass after another?”
    She blinked, readjusting to the light and focusing on him. “I wouldn’t have married you if I thought that.”
    Jason raised a brow at her. “Do you think I