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took him. He collapsed next to her and pulled Roxanne against him. Don t you dare pull
a runner on me.
Mmmmm. She didn t open her eyes, but she smiled. That would require me to be
able to use my legs.
A foolish pride made him want to beat his chest and yell in victory. It was stupid, but he
couldn t deny the urge. He kissed her temple. Good.
She snuggled up against his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. I promise I
won t leave without saying good-bye.
Considering she could very easily yell it over her shoulder as she ran out the door, he
took her promise with a grain of salt. Still, it was better than she d offered up to this
point. Ian wanted to cement things, so he played his trump card. Stay and I ll make you
breakfast in the morning.
You cook? She yawned. I like my eggs with a side of orgasms.
He laughed and settled in, sleep already threatening. I think I can make that happen.
I knew I liked you.
It wasn t a declaration of undying devotion, and it wasn t a promise of any kind of
future thing, but his heart warmed all the same. I like you, too.
&
Ian woke up with a beautiful, naked woman in his arms and a smile on his face. This, he
could get used to. He kept on smiling right up until Roxanne stretched, the sheet sliding
down to reveal her breasts. I should go. But she laughed as he dragged the sheet
lower, following its trail with his mouth.
I don t think so.
Oh, you brute, won t you let me go? She spread her legs and gave the top of his head
a helpful little push southward. I have places to be and things to do.
Funny, I was thinking the same thing. He sat up and climbed off the bed. When she
made a protesting noise, Ian hooked her ankle and dragged her to the edge. Then he
hauled her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
Oh my God, what are you doing? She smacked his ass. On second thought& Carry
on.
He carefully walked into the bathroom, mindful of her head, and set her on the counter.
You ve been a dirty girl. It s time to get clean.
She rolled her eyes. I can t believe you just said that.
Yeah, it did sound kind of dorky now that he thought about it. He laughed. There s
going to be shower sex involved. You sure you want to criticize?
She cocked her head to the side as if considering. You re right. I ve been totally dirty
definitely in need of a very thorough cleaning. Luckily, I think you re just the man for the
job.
Glad we agree. He stepped away from her long enough to get the shower going and
to make sure the water was warm enough. There was nothing quite as libido-killing as a
freezing shower, though he wasn t sure even that would be enough to distract him from
this woman. Not when she was sitting on the counter, as prim and proper as could be if
you ignored the fact that she was naked.
I m kind of digging the way you re looking at me right now.
His gaze followed the lines of her body, finally reaching her face. It was the kind of slow
perusal that could get a man slapped if he wasn t careful. Still, he asked, How am I
looking at you right now?
Like you aren t sure you can wait for us to walk the two steps it ll take to get into the
shower. She slid off the counter. Funny, but I feel the same way.
It was all the encouragement he needed. He spun her around and bent her over the
counter. From this position, he could watch every expression on her face in the mirror as
he drove into her.
Ian nudged her legs a little farther apart and pushed his way into her. He wasn t sure
he believed in heaven, but if it existed, it d be something like this. In the mirror, she
watched him watch her, her green eyes hooded with pleasure, her teeth digging into her
bottom lip, a little sound slipping free of her mouth with every thrust. He stroked a hand
down her spine, earning a shiver that made him gasp. Christ, if she did that again, he was
going to come.
He bent over her back, reaching down her stomach to rub her clit as he kissed the back
of her neck. Roxanne went wild beneath him, her hips undulating helplessly as she
moaned his name. Ian. Oh God, Ian. Don t stop. Please don t stop.
As if he could deny her anything when she pleaded in that tone of voice. One last thrust
sent them both hurtling over the edge in one of those perfect moments he would have
sworn didn t exist. He kept an arm around her waist, but he wasn t sure if it was to keep
her knees from buckling or his.
She gave a shuddery little sigh. If your plan is to sex me into submission, I m not
saying it s working, but I m not saying it s not working either.
Good to know. He let go of her long enough to recheck the water temperature, and
then he opened the curtain. After you, my lady.
Nerd. But she took his hand and let him help her into the tub. She immediately
ducked under the spray and shoved back her hair. When she turned around to face him,
Ian got distracted with the water coursing over her body. She laughed. Honey, we just
had sex. Why are you still looking at me like that?
He couldn t stop himself from cupping her breasts and feathering his thumbs across her
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