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and everything had been real.
“Last night...I’ve never felt as good as last night,” she murmured timidly, not
daring to look into his eyes.
    His fingers locked in her hair and pulled gently until she
was forced to look up at him. “I’ve been dreaming of a moment like that ever
since I met you. Now I am eagerly looking forward to many more...with you...”
    He wants more! She
couldn’t believe what she had just heard. The man in her dreams wanted more of
her. It was not like one of those furtive one night stands that she dreaded. He
actually wanted more. In a sudden flurry, she lunged upward, threw her arms
around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder.
    Robert squeezed her tight, in a protective, loving kind of
way that soothed her like nothing before.
    “No one can hurt you now. I know it may take some time, but
I’ll make you feel safe with me and trust yourself again. I will not give up
until I succeed.”
    She looked up to meet his mild gaze. Something in the way he
looked at her made her want to never leave his side. She trusted him. Despite
the little she knew him, she trusted him enough to give her body to him like an
offering; an offering that he gladly accepted and worshipped like no one had
ever done.
    “I want you to be mine...all mine,” he whispered against her
lips, his forehead pressed to hers, the faintness of his voice not stealing any
of the conviction in his words.
    “Yes,” she replied without hesitation. Rising slightly on
tiptoes, she reached up to kiss him warmly, but this time she was not content
to let the kiss remain innocent. Easily, she parted his lips with her tongue,
deepening the contact and possessing his mouth, unleashing all the hidden
desires she had suppressed for so long.
    Raw, savage emotion gripped him when he grabbed her by the
thighs and lifted her up on the kitchen counter, his mouth never leaving hers.
His fevered kisses were just like she had imagined them in her dreams. They
took her breath away and she could feel them through her whole body, once more awakening
the passion within her. He lit a fire incapable of being lit by any other man,
and she felt as though she’d die right there if he didn’t attempt to put it out.
    “So soft, so irresistible,” he groaned harshly and pulled
her lower lip into his mouth, sucked and tugged on it, until she began groping
at his fly, desperate to free him. Her soggy, palpitating vagina craved for
that delicious fullness she had experienced the night before. “Not so fast,
baby. First I want to play with you some more,” he rasped in her ear in a low,
seductive whisper, filling his hands with the luscious weight of her breasts while
he teased the tips into excited buds. Each gentle pinch elicited an involuntary
sound in the back of her throat and a sharp hiss squeezed through her teeth
when his fingers found her sweet spot. Over and over he brushed his thumb over
the swollen nub of her clit and relished the way her body jerked. His erection
strained against his pants, yet he ignored it, all of his attention focused
solely on her pleasure.
    Carly literally squeaked when he suddenly withdrew, and
watched him walk over to the refrigerator, her imagination running wild,
anticipating the pleasure. She could not believe her luck. Having that
outrageously handsome man in her own home doing those sexy things to her,
claiming her, worshipping her, felt so much better than in any dream she had ever
had.
    Her eyes grew large at the sight of the ice cube in his hand
and her nipples puckered so hard they hurt. “What are you planning to do to
me?”
    “I aim to please, my dear,” he remarked teasingly, settling
back between her thighs when she instinctively parted them wider. His sparkling
gaze pinned her, but as he rolled the ice along the
slope of her gorgeous neck, she couldn’t control the tremors racking her body,
nor the mewls of pleasure that escaped her parted
lips. He sucked in a breath as a droplet of water slid down