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join you?” He captured her stare and his eyes turned smoky with
desire.
    Hot need suffused her insides as he rubbed
his hands up and down her back. She took a step away and threaded
her fingers through his. “Come on.” Pulling him behind her, she
strode to the bathroom and turned on the faucet.
    Ryan’s gaze singed her skin as she stripped
off her clothes and dropped them to the floor. He followed suit
then took her hand as they entered the shower.
    She grabbed the soap but he took it from
her.
    “Let me.” His hard arousal pressed against
her belly as he washed her shoulders and back, sliding his
soap-slick hands over her skin.
    She shut her eyes and gave over to the
luxurious sensations. A sweet ache started in her core as he
sluiced sudsy water over her hips, down her legs then back up to
the juncture of her thighs. She moved her legs apart a little, just
enough to allow him entry.
    He slid a finger inside her and she started
rocking against him, riding his hand. He kissed her mouth, tasting
and exploring. She melted into a mass of joy.
    He stroked and rubbed as if he lived in her
head, knew exactly how, where and when she needed him. She teetered
on the brink of ecstasy, held her breath until she fell into the
depth of pleasure. Delicious pulses of bliss went on and on. Weak
with euphoria, she’d have slid to the floor were it not for Ryan’s
support.
    The waves subsided, leaving her weak and
delirious.
    “I’m not done with you. Not by a longshot.”
Ryan’s voice was a growl against her ear. He shut off the water
then yanked the bath sheet off the rack and wrapped it around the
two of them.
    She’d never felt so totally taken care of.
She could easily get used to the luxury.
    Ryan helped Emily from the shower then
lifted her into his arms.
    She laughed, a musical sound he couldn’t get
enough of. “What are you doing? I’m not a damsel in distress. At
least I’m not anymore.”
    He ignored her protest and brought her to
the bed, set her down on the soft blue comforter. “You might still
be weak from the drugs Arnie gave you.”
    A cloud of tension passed quickly over her
features at his mention of Arnie. “I’m not, I’m fine. If I’m weak,
it’s from…you know, that incredible orgasm you gave me.”
    He grinned. “I hope you can handle more
because I plan to spend the whole day in bed with you.” He
straddled her then lowered himself over her, making sure their
bodies connected at all the right points.
    “Mm.” She wriggled beneath him as he trailed
his tongue along her clavicle, kissed his way to her shoulder, neck
and ear.
    Her flowery scent drove him wild with
longing. Her lids shuttered over and her dark eyelashes fluttered.
Need coiled even tighter inside him. He cupped her breast, licked
the peak of the other, savoring the clean taste of her skin.
    She writhed, arched toward him, urging him
on. Later he’d take his time, make love to her long and slow. But
holding back now was akin to torture for him and apparently for
her, too.
    He plucked the hard point into his mouth and
heard her hiss in a breath. He rolled his tongue around her nipple,
sucked and nipped.
    Emily lifted her hips, slid her moist sex
back and forth over his length. She reached to the nightstand and
grabbed a box of condoms.
    Ryan took it from her, plucked out a single
packet and sheathed himself. He parted her legs with his knee then
slipped inside her heat. Inch by inch, he took his pleasure and
gave the same to her.
    He stroked as she danced her fingertips over
his back. They moved in perfect rhythm. He fought for control until
she exploded in convulsive gasps. She sank her nails into his flesh
and he finally allowed himself to let go.
    He thrust hard and fast until he detonated
in delight, gulping for air. A sweet flood of bliss overtook him,
swamped him in perfect gratification. He closed his eyes and was
gone.
    * * * * *
    Ryan woke at the sound of Emily’s voice. He
peeled open his eyes then shaded them from