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moved over her. The feel of him on her flesh sent her soaring to a strange place. To a place where her mind no longer controlled her body. A place where his touch and caress were all that was important. A place where bending to his will, following where he led, was the only choice.
    He took a step forward, forcing her to step back. She went gladly, willingly. He moved another step and another, until the bed stopped them from going farther.
    “Lie down,” he said, undoing the buttons and slipping out of his trousers while she got onto the bed. When he was as naked as she, he lay down beside her and looked at her. There was something tender in his gaze. Something that wiped away her fear, gave her courage to go through with this. It wasn’t as if she had a choice. Wasn’t as if there was an alternative.
    “I’m glad you were the one tonight,” he said, and he kissed her again while his hands moved over her breasts and her stomach. Then lower to the throbbing center of her. To the place that ached for his touch.
    She cupped her palm to his cheek and brought his lips down to meet hers. He kissed her again then touched her with greater intimacy. She nearly bolted off the bed.
    This was what Genny had explained to her. The place where he would enter her. The place she had to let him invade so she would no longer be a virgin. She rubbed her hands over his flesh, pulling him closer. Urging him to complete the act.
    “Take me. Now.”
    “Not yet,” he said with a ragged gasp. “You’re not ready.”
    She wanted to argue, wanted to tell him she was. But she couldn’t find the words. His mouth had settled on her breast again while his fingers touched her, rubbing that sensitive spot until she almost shattered. She writhed in wild abandon, whimpering until she was nearly in tears. She was desperate for something. And he alone knew what that something was.
    “Please. Oh, please.”
    “Yes. I can’t wait,” he gasped, a film of perspiration covering his forehead. “I want you too badly.”
    Without hesitation, he positioned himself over her and entered her in one long thrust. The barrier broke and Grace clamped her lips together to muffle the cry of pain.
    “What the—”
    His body jerked upward and he bellowed a cry of denial. She could see the turmoil on his face as his mind struggled to understand what had just happened. Grace saw the recognition in his gaze, his eyes wide with confusion and disbelief.
    “It’s all right. Please. Don’t stop.”
    He looked down on her, the fury evident in his gaze. But she couldn’t let him stop. She couldn’t let this be all there was. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him, refusing to let him roll away from her the way she knew he wanted.
    “Please, don’t stop. Love me. Just this once.”
    He stared at her as if evaluating what his mind was telling him, then lowered his mouth and kissed her.
    The mating of their lips was tentative, hesitant. Then he kissed her again, deeper, as if he realized how desperately she wanted him. Almost as if he wanted her just as much.
    “You’re sure?”
    “Oh, yes.”
    He moved inside her, slowly, tenderly at first, then faster and faster until she could do nothing but hold him and let him take her on a journey to the stars.
    She was desperate to have him. Desperate to give him as much of herself as she could. She matched him thrustfor thrust and clung to him as he pushed her to the madness of mindless ecstasy. He drove into her again and again until she cried out her completion.
    She was still gasping for air, her hands clutching his shoulders, her legs wrapped around him, when he stiffened above her. With a violent shudder, he let out a lusty cry and found his release.
    He collapsed against her and she held him close, refusing to release him. Refusing to separate herself from him.
    She heard his gasps for air as she ran her hands over the rippling muscles of his shoulders and down his arms, skimming lightly over the sheen of