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the back of her neck then slowly worked his thumbs over the worst of the knots. He moved down her spine circling each vertebrae as he went and then worked his way back up. She allowed her head to fall forward. The man’s hands were magic and tension seeped from her body with each expert stroke.
    “You should take better care of yourself,” he whispered near her ear.
    She wanted to argue, but right now he was making her feel so good. “You’re absolutely correct.”
    His lips grazed the delicate shell sending tingles humming down her spine. “You take care of everyone around you. What’s so hard about having someone take care of you?” He kissed the curve of her shoulder. “Someone who will respect your strength, your beauty, your intelligence.”
    She turned her head into his kiss. So very different from the afternoon, but no less demanding. He pulled her close, until she half lay across his lap, his hand cupped her breast while his thumb teased her nipple to a hardened peak. His fingers curled in her hair, holding her still while he plundered her mouth. Never had she been kissed so thoroughly. Her panties were damp and all she could think about was being taken hard and fast by this man.
    He straightened. “Maybe I should take you home.”
    She stared at him. From the dark scowl on his face, taking her home was the last thing on his mind. “Now why would you do that?”
    “I want you, Bonnie, but you’re not ready.”
    She eyed him a moment, then straddled his lap. The bulge beneath her thigh jumped and she smirked. His hands rested on her hips while she cradled his face. “How do you know what I’m ready for if you don’t ask?”
    “If you stay the night, Bonnie this will change our relationship. Are you sure that’s something you want to do. I’m willing and ready to wait.”
    “Life is meant to be lived, Buck, and I think we’ve both been waiting for a long time.” She pressed her lips to his savoring the spicy taste of him. “I don’t have a lot of experience with sex, but I would like to please you.”
    He shackled her wrists and held her gaze. “That’s even more of a reason for us to wait. I’m i this for the long haul, sassy and when I tale you to bed there will be no doubt in your mind as to when and how to please me.”
    Bonnie sat back, mild disappointment fluttered through her veins, but on some level she was relieved she wouldn’t have to test her limited experience. That also meant she wouldn’t learn what he liked. She studied him a moment. Desire heat his eyes to a molten blue and if anything the arousal beneath her thigh had grown harder. She’d always her waiting heightened anticipation. Would this be the case with them? “Are you sure?”
    “Hell no. I’ve got the woman of my dreams sitting on my lap lookin’ and smellin’ good and I just turned down what I know would be a night to remember.” He released her hands to plunge his fingers through her hair. “Instead, we’re going to sit here and I’m going to relish the texture of your hair.”
    “My hair?”
    “It’s so soft and curly.”
    She chuckled. He had to be the first man who truly liked her hair. “Yours is pretty sexy too.”
    He shrugged. “I’ve thought about dying it.”
    She gasped. “Why would you do that?” She moved closer running her fingers through the sable and silver strands. “Reminds me of a chocolate kiss.”
    “Really?” His breath warm on the swell of her breasts.
    “Yes.”
    He drifted a hand to the curve of her derriere and squeezed. “Then that’s all that matters.”
    She shifted until she sat next to him again. He curved an arm around her shoulders and drew her close. She toed off her heels and tucked her legs beneath her. A contented sigh left her lips. This was the best date she’d been on in a long time. “Thank you for this evening.”
    “You’re welcome.”
    “There is one thing I’m curious about?”
    “Just one?”
    She giggled. “For the moment. Did your