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hips jerked upward, and he delved deeper, moving his finger, exploring with it until he found the ridge that made her squirm and moan. He became ruthless then, stroking and teasing until she ground herself against his hand, beautifully, beyond caring or shame. And then, as his thumb ruthlessly brought her closer to oblivion, he slid a second finger inside her.
    Strong muscles clenched at his hand, urging him on. She was soaked between her thighs and his hand moved easily against her slick flesh. His own body was so tight and tense Grey felt as though he might come apart at any second, and yet he could not bring himself to deny her this pleasure, nor deny himself the pleasure of watching her face as climax claimed her. He raised his head to look at her.
    And then she exploded. It was like nothing he’d ever seen before. Her chest and neck were flushed with the same blush that infused her cheeks. Her soft lips were parted, letting her cries ring out without censure. Her entire spine arched like a delicate wave, giving herself over to the sensations igniting every nerve.
    She was beautiful.
    When Grey came up on his knees over her, he knew the smile he gave her was beyond smug. “Did you like that?”
    She blinked at him. “How can you even ask me that question?”
    Grey laughed. Hands on either side of her head, he bent down and kissed her once again, nibbling on the sensuous curve of her lower lip. He nudged her thighs apart with his knee and she spread her legs willingly.
    Reaching down, he guided himself to the entrance of her sex, where she was so very warm and damp.
    And then he pushed forward, slowly parting her flesh as he eased his own inside. His lover dug her fingers into his back, lifting her legs to better adjust the angle of his intrusion. The walls of her sheath eased to accept him. She stiffened just for a moment and he thought…but no. She wrapped her legs around him, urging him deeper inside.
    “Christ, you’re tight,” he rasped, shuddering just a little as he finally came to rest fully within her.
    She stilled. “Don’t you like it?”
    Another harsh laugh. “My love, you feel so good I don’t know how long I can last.”
    Then the vixen moved her hips beneath him, eliciting a groan from deep within his chest. “You naughty wench.”
    She laughed—a throaty chuckle that cut off abruptly when he thrust inside her. That would teach her to tease him, he thought smugly. And oh, dear Christ, she felt like Heaven!
    Every slick thrust brought him closer and closer to the edge. Every time she raised her hips to accept him he lost a little more of his control. Grey didn’t care. He was too far gone to care. He withdrew only to bury himself inside her, over and over again as her nails scored his back and his fingers dug into the bed.
    They clung to each other, bodies undulating. Grey could hardly think let alone speak. His mind was numb as his body came alive with every sensation and feeling. His heart seemed to swell within his chest as the tension within him grew. He’d had plenty of meaningless encounters in the course of his lifetime, but this wasn’t one of him. He’d fallen headlong into infatuation a few times as well, but nothing had ever come close to this.
    What was it about this woman? Was there something special about her? Something other than the fact that she reminded him of…
    “Rose,” he whispered.
    If she heard him, she didn’t let on, thank God. It was inexcusable of him to speak another woman’s name during intimacy, even he knew that. But he hardly had time for regret as he could feel her limbs tightening around him, feel the strain in her muscles as she teetered on the edge. He thrust hard and deep, quickening his movements until the hot wet grip of her undid him and they came together, cries of pleasure blending so that he couldn’t tell her voice from his own.
    It was only by the grace of God that he remembered to withdraw at the last minute and spend on the sheets rather