âYou do this, too.â
His tongue ran the length of her and accompanied her fingers as they circled around her clit. He sucked carefully on her clit, and flicked his tongue. She couldnât tell which sensations were caused by him and which by her.
His hands reached up to find her breasts. Rough fingers caught her nipples, pinched and rolled them into hard, tingling tips.
A sudden hard suck brought her to the brink. She flexed her hips toward him, unableâno, unwillingâto hold back one more second. He sucked againâand she saw stars, fireworks, explosions.
She felt her muscles throb and pulsate, reaching for something that wasnât there. She gasped at the intensity, amazed at her body.
She fell back into the sofa, stroking his hair. He climbed completely onto the sofa, leaving his head on her lap. Within moments she was asleep.
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Brilliant golden light filled the unfamiliar room, and Zoe woke to the feel of Phillipâs muscled chest pillowing her head and the repetitive stroking of his hand on her hair. Soothing. She felt safe. He must have carried her upstairs last night.
His hot erection throbbed against her hip, distracting her. She blinked in the morning sunshine, surprised at the heat flooding through her.
âI thought moonlight really became you, but you look great in the sunshine, too.â Arousal roughened his voice to a husky velvet drawl.
He flexed his powerful body, and Zoe could see just how well-muscled he was. Could she really have spent last night like she did and never have seen his chest? He was long and lean, that sheâd known. But his thighs and arms and pecs looked like those of a cyclist or diver. Or a fencer. Gorgeous.
He moved, and she found herself underneath him. She blinked as he loomed above her, staring into her face. The urgent lust sheâd seen throughout the night now mingled with something else. Tenderness? Affection? She blinked again.
Lifting a hand, Phillip gently drew it through her hair, combing the strands over the pillow. His absorbed gaze flicked over her hair and then rested again on her face.
âBefore last night, I had no idea your hair was this long.â
He definitely had a tender expression, and Zoe felt her stomach spiral. She stroked his chest, wordlessly.
âThe bathroomâs over there,â he said, rolling off her and the bed.
Reality check. âI, umâI forgot to bring overnight things.â It wasnât the sort of thing that would normally slip her mind. âI guess I was nervous.â
âDonât worry. Iâve got you covered.â
âUncovered?â
âWeâll get to that.â
The promise sent a chill through her. It was a good chill.
âI bought a toothbrush for you. Itâs on the counter in there.â
âPink?â She sat on the edge of the bed rubbing her eyes.
He chuckled. âOf course.â
âI wouldnât have thought you so predictable, Kingdom.â
âIâm full of surprises.â
âHa, ha.â Facing him, she stood and stretched, raising her arms high above her and arching her back. âPredictably full of surprises.â
âYouâre quite the tease this morning.â
âI learned from the master. Whereâd you say the bathroom was?â
âOver there,â he pointed. âAre you a size seven?â
âYes.â
âGood. I bought the right size.â
âYou planned this better than I did.â The fact that he bought clothes for her last week made her feel . . . well, she didnât know how she felt. It was strange to know that heâd been thinking about such personal details.
âI can be an optimist, too,â he said, staring at her ass.
The jade and copper bath complemented him as well as the living room did. The man had great taste. Zoe started the water running in the oversized shower and brushed her teeth. Waiting for the water to get hot, she looked in
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