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see her naked. He would be as intimate with her body as another human being could be, and, again, it had been so long since she’d played that sexual game.
    Ryan stopped nuzzling her shoulder to look at her. “Okay?”
    She bit her lip. “It’s been a while, that’s all.”
    “Of course. Your husband was ill.”
    “Even before that. We weren’t physically close any more. Not often anyway.” She hesitated, embarrassed to admit such a private detail about her married life. She couldn’t quite pinpoint when the passion had gone, but it was well before Sam got sick.
    Ryan nodded but remained silent. She was glad of that. He returned to sliding his lips over the curve of her shoulder then placed a necklace of kisses along the neckline of her shirt. His thumb rubbed her nipple, teasing it to hardness through her bra cup. Camilla pushed into his hand, wanting her clothes to evaporate so she could truly experience his touch.
    As if gauging her readiness, he grasped the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. He bent to kiss her cleavage. The sight of his tawny hair and the slice of his profile against her breast was nearly as exciting as the sensation of his mouth sucking her nipple through the sheer material of her bra.
    Camilla combed her hands through his hair, as silky as she’d imagined. The tugging at her nipple sent a lightning bolt of pleasure crackling from her breast down to her sex. When he blew across the dampened fabric, she moaned and her eyes half closed.
    Ryan straightened. In one swift move, he peeled off his shirt exposing the chiseled muscles she’d only felt until now. His body was glorious, ridged and tight. Youthful. An embarrassing contrast to her aging body. Camilla kept in shape at the gym, but inevitably her tits weren’t as high as they used to be and her belly wasn’t as toned.
    But if Ryan found her anything less than desirable, it didn’t show in his hungry eyes, darkened by lust. Releasing the clasp on her bra, he freed her breasts. He caressed them before bending to suck on her nipples.
    Camilla quickly forgot any self image qualms. She arched into his hands and mouth, gripped his shoulders and rubbed her hands down his broad back. She needed to touch him everywhere, to feel his skin gliding over hers, his heavy body pinning her and his cock filling her. Her arousal mounted, and she knew she wouldn’t turn back now. She wanted this man and the physical release she’d denied needing for so long. Her body stretched as if waking from a deep slumber, alive and aware in every cell.
    Ryan glided a hand down her stomach to unfasten her jeans. When he touched her, she inhaled a sharp breath. He cupped her mound in his warm palm for a moment before teasing his fingers beneath her underwear and between her folds.
    Her thigh muscles clenched and she whimpered. This was actually happening –this beautiful young man’s hand delving into her, probing fingers that made her shiver with longing. She pushed into his touch. She wanted desperately but she was afraid too. This was like being on a train hurtling down the tracks. She’d bought the ticket and couldn’t get off.
    Ryan seemed to intuit her anxiety and stopped fingering her. He released her reddened nipple from his mouth with a pop and met her gaze.
    “It’s all right if you don’t want to do this.”
    “No. I do. Don’t stop.” She hardly recognized her rasping tone.
    He grinned and those charming dimples flashed, sending another stab of heat through her. Her body was a flame, burning, yearning, sizzling. She pushed her jeans and underpants down her hips, then lifted her ass off the couch so Ryan could peel them the rest of the way off.
    When she was stripped bare, Ryan quickly removed the rest of his clothes. He stood by the sofa with his cock standing straight out from his body.
    Every coarse fiber of the couch fabric tickling Camilla’s sensitized flesh, and she realized she’d never lain naked on this couch. She and Sam had