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helicopter floor. As if proving her point,
Gabe cradled her in one arm while his other hand slid up her thigh,
wrinkling her silk dress in the process. The material would be
rumpled, but who gave a damn? Gabe’s touch was pure ecstasy.
Quivers of excitement launched deep in her abdomen as his strong
fingers dipped beneath the scalloped edge of her lace panties. She
spread her legs to allow him uninhibited access. When he slipped a
finger inside her, she gasped with pleasure.
    “ Ssh,” he cooed. “Remember
the pilot. No noise.”
    She struggled to speak. “I thought…you said
he was hearing…impaired.”
    “ I might have exaggerated
a bit.”
    “ Wha—” Her response was
cut off when he pushed his finger deeper inside her. Any further
distractions were forgotten as she succumbed to the erotic rhythm
of Gabe’s touch. He muffled her mewls of passion by covering her
lips with his. He overwhelmed her senses. The taste of him. The
smell of him. The sound of his rapid-fire breathing. The feel of
two of his thick fingers sliding in and out of her slick wetness.
She wantonly bucked her hips back and forth against his fingers,
squeezing the walls of her pussy with each motion. A white-hot heat
spiraled through her, setting her whole body on fire. She’d barely
known Gabe three weeks, yet she was allowing him to finger-fuck her
in a helicopter. As she surrendered to a mind-numbing orgasm, guilt
was the furthest emotion from her mind. She could only admit that
Gabe had been right about one thing: he had made her whimper with
delight.

    # # #

    Gabe stood with Candace on the balcony of
his suite on the thirtieth floor of the Eden Roc Hotel. No matter
how many times he stayed here, he never failed to be amazed by the
view of the ocean. He could think of no one he wanted to share this
with more than Candace. The restaurant below was lit up and the
black ocean stretched for miles. As Candace gazed at the scenery,
the ocean breeze lifted the ends of her blonde bob.
    “ This view is gorgeous,”
she said.
    He watched her face as she marveled at the
ocean-front view. Her lips were kiss-swollen from his inability to
keep his hands off her. Not for the first time tonight he felt the
stirrings of arousal in his trousers.
    Thank goodness, he had the foresight to
reserve a room. But it hadn’t been totally by accident. All of this
was planned. He’d also paid the valet to delay getting Candace’s
car earlier. The extra moments had given him time to convince her
to go on the helicopter ride. He didn’t know what had gotten into
him. He’d never been that conniving when it came to women. Candace
was special. For some reason, he couldn’t get her out of his
system.
    Sitting across from her at
dinner had been torture when all he wanted to do was strip that
sexy dress from her luscious curves and bury himself inside her.
And when he’d touched her in the helicopter, she was wet and ready
for him. All for him . The fact that he turned her on made his confidence
skyrocket.
    As she watched the rolling tide of the
ocean, Gabe stood behind her and nibbled her ears and neck. Her
head fell back and he feasted on the column of her neck. He pressed
the growing hardness in his trousers against the cleft of her
buttocks, letting her know just how much he desired her. His
fingers gently tugged on the zipper at the back of her dress.
Unhurried, he unzipped the garment slowly, kissing each inch of her
back as it was exposed to him.
    She trembled beneath him.
    “ Cold?” his lips murmured
against her.
    “ No. Excited.”
    His heart pumped hard upon hearing those
words. He turned her around and stared into her eyes. “That makes
two of us.”
    He sucked in a breath as her nimble fingers
began working the buttons of his shirt. A cool breeze whispered
across his chest as she parted the material. When her hands brushed
over the hard planes of his chest and landed on his nipples, heat
coiled in his abdomen. He fused his mouth to hers, plunging