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contracted in shuddering release.
    â€œYes, Daisy. That’s it. That’s it.” He stroked in and out once more before a final, fearsome thrust brought their quaking bodies together as deeply entwined as possible. Shuddering and pulsing, no differentiation between where one body started and the other stopped.
    Gradually, the shuddering subsided. “That was amazing,” she said, sighing with pleasure, her legs still wrapped high around his waist. “I could do that again.”
    He groaned softly in her ear. “Give me ten minutes and your wish just might come true.”
    * * *
    T HE SUN PEEKED between her shutters as Daisy lay propped on an elbow, tracing the ridges and valleys created by the muscles on Jamie’s chest. She leaned closer, inspecting the tattoo that covered his heart. It was a Celtic design, a cross of some kind, and if Daisy wasn’t mistaken, there was a name written in swirly script inside. She traced the script with her finger in an attempt to make it out when a contented, sleepy sound preceded movement beneath her.
    Jamie’s eyes fluttered open. “Good God, woman. What time is it?”
    â€œFive-thirty.”
    He captured her hand, raised it to his lips and kissed it. “Go back to sleep.”
    â€œI can’t.”
    â€œWhy not?”
    â€œThe sight of you distracts me,” she said, repeating what he’d said yesterday. “Plus you’re so hard.” She poked at his chest muscle, amazed at the lack of give behind his warm skin.
    â€œMmm.” He took her hand and guided it down his body, pressing against the growing erection situated at the warm juncture between his legs. “I am.”
    She rewarded him with a playful slap. “Seriously. It’s like you’re not real. How does a lawyer get so strong?” She traced her fingers across his chest again, carefully circling another dark patch she’d mistaken for a second tattoo last night. There was another one on his shoulder. “And why are you bruised?”
    He answered her with another sleepy groan.
    She sucked in a breath in mock surprise. “Are you a spy?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œI knew it.”
    Jamie moved so quickly, Daisy didn’t see it coming. In one swift motion, he was on top of her, using his knees to spread her thighs, capturing her hands and pressing them into the mattress at the sides of her head. He adopted a pretend scowl. “Now give me the recipe to Nana Sin’s cinnamon buns, or else.”
    She wriggled playfully beneath him. “Or else, what?”
    He nuzzled a spot just below her chin and then lifted his head. “I’ll torture you.”
    â€œTorture away,” she said on a sigh. “Because I’ll never tell.”
    He moved lower, taking a nipple into his warm mouth, and the groan that came out of him made it sound as if he was the one being tortured, not her. Wow! She loved it. Loved the feeling of the hard male flesh pressed against her thigh, loved the near desperate suction on her breast, loved the weight of him on top of her.
    Loved it all.
    He pulled away to say, “Lucky for you I’ve got one emergency condom left.”
    â€œAn emergency condom?” She arched her chest toward his mouth, giving him the universal sign for Please don’t stop that thing you were just doing . “How is an emergency condom any different from a regular condom?”
    Flicking her nipple with his tongue, he said, “I could tell you, but then I’d have to really torture you.”
    â€œYou don’t scare me, secret agent man.”
    â€œNo?” He released a hand to caress her body, licking his thumb before using it on her nipple, making slow circles. Then he took her in his mouth again.
    Daisy was so absorbed in the sensations Jamie was creating that when the timer in the kitchen went off, it didn’t even register until Jamie lifted his head. “What’s