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wants.”
    “And you? What do you want? You should be married by now.”
    “At one time I wanted that dream. It faded, though.”
    He twirled a leaf between his fingers. “And when your father dies? What will you do then?”
    “I wish I couldn’t say I haven’t thought about it, but I have. I’ve no desire to go out into society again, and one doesn’t find a husband without being seen. I think I’ll go work for one of his colleagues, recording their findings and keeping their house, much like I do my father’s.”
    “That’s a nice plan.” He tossed aside the leaf and moved his hand to her. His finger skimmed over a patch of bared skin at her waist where her shirt had rucked up. “I think you’re meant for so much more. A body such as yours, a passion such as yours, shouldn’t be shut away.”
    Jules had a hard time focusing as he pushed up her shirt with his hand, his finger inching closer and closer to her breasts. She wanted him to touch her, to tease her.
    “Did you hear me?” he whispered in her ear.
    She nodded, unable to speak.
    “Just think what it could be like making love every day, in every room, and in every position you could think of. No more hiding your sexuality, no more denying the needs of your body.”
    Jules arched her back, silently begging him to touch her breasts. His words hit too close to the dreams she once had, dreams she had buried away, never to be thought of again. And yet, here he was, dragging them to the surface and making her think that it could be possible once more.
    She gripped his head and tilted his face as she leaned up to kiss him. He had fired her blood with a mere touch, urging her desire with just a look from his green eyes.
    It was too much for her to resist, especially when she had already tasted the pleasure he could give. A saint wouldn’t be able to deny him, and Jules was far from a saint.
    She kissed him as she’d never kissed before. She filled it with all the longing and passion and desire she’d stored up during the past few years. He answered with a kiss that made her soul cry. His lips were hungry and demanding as he took control of the kiss.
    Jules was powerless over her body when Cristian was near. And he knew it. She could only sigh with pleasure while his hands moved to her sex and parted her curls to fondle her sensitive flesh. He pushed a finger inside of her, making her moan.
    Inch by agonizing inch, he kissed down her neck, parting her shirt as he did. He found her breasts, teasing each nipple with his hot tongue until she writhed on the ground. Then, his mouth once more began the journey down her stomach to her hips. His warm breath fanned her sex, and Jules bit her lip in anticipation. He moved lower tugging down her trousers further before nipping the inside of her thighs with his teeth before softly flicking his tongue over her clit.
    Jules jerked at the intense pleasure that ran through her like lightening. And before she could recover, he repeated the motion again and again, each time bringing her higher and higher.
    It was too much, the pleasure too powerful. Jules was blinded by the desire filling her, the need within her surging. She was drowning, sinking…tumbling in all that was Cristian.
    All too soon her body began the familiar tightening. Any moment she would shatter. Then, suddenly, Cristian rose up and entered her in one powerful thrust.
    Jules groaned and gripped his arms. She could feel him shaking and knew his own desire overwhelmed him. Just when she thought he would begin to move within her, he pulled out and turned her over onto her hands and knees.
    She looked over her shoulder at him as he rose up on his knees and entered her from behind. Jules moaned at the fullness of him, at how deeply he filled her. To her surprise, he ran his fingers through her hair before he allowed himself to thrust, slowly, powerfully.
    All Jules could do was ride the passion he was giving her, gasping with the onslaught of the pleasure that