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wanted to cherish every inch of her the way he did right now. She was extraordinarily responsive despite her obvious inexperience. When she’d asked for deeper penetration, he had almost come in his pants.
    Despite the spine-numbing orgasm he’d just experienced, he could feel his cock thickening again. Her scent was driving him crazy. He knew they had to stop now before someone saw them but damn if he didn’t care about that now.
    “Tell me what you want.” Andre gripped her slim hips and rocked her against the muscle of his thigh. He teased her unmercifully and continued to stare into her eyes, willing her to answer. He watched as her large, dark eyes drifted closed while she tried to shake her head.
    “I just want one night. One night to learn about all the things I’m missing.”
    He dropped his forehead to hers. If she thought they could work this out of their systems in one night she was more innocent than he’d assumed. Either way he was happy to volunteer himself for the night.
    Her pert breasts rose as she stretched in his arms. He leaned down and drew the stiff point of her nipple against his tongue. He laved it repeatedly, loving the soft texture, the rich smell coming off her skin. Everything about her intoxicated him.
    “ Piccolina , I want to be inside you again.” He knew his desire was evident in the strain etched on his face as well as the bulge in his pants.
    Part of him wanted to say to hell with propriety and take her again, right there standing up against the wall. He could hook her legs over his arms; the angle would be perfect. She would be so wet and open, he could thrust into her and sink deep over and over until they were both sated.
    But as he looked down at the line of her profile, something stronger rose up in him, some instinct to cherish and protect. He wanted only to please her and see her smile. Making a spectacle of her with the people she worked with would hardly fall into that category.
    “Cassandra, we need to go back inside. We have to at least say goodbye to the others before we leave.”
    “Leave? You mean, together?” Her eyes flew open and darted around as if seeing things for the first time. “Oh no, we can’t leave together.” Casey pushed away from him so quickly he was startled into letting her go.
    “What is the matter, sweetheart? Did I hurt you?” Andre watched, bewildered, as Casey pulled the straps of her dress up on her shoulders until she was fully covered. He reached out to pull her back into his arms but she twisted away, shaking her head furiously.
    “I’m so sorry. I’m so very sorry but I have to go.”
    She raced to the door and yanked it open, the noise and light from the party spilling onto the patio, illuminating her face. Her eyes were huge. Something like regret flashed across her face before she turned and ran in.
    “What the hell just happened?” Andre raked his hands through his hair. Up until a few minutes ago, she’d been right there with him. He could still taste her and the sounds of her quiet cries were still ringing in his ears, torturing him. But considering that he’d just mauled her in a semipublic place where any of her coworkers could have walked by, he was lucky she hadn’t slapped him. He deserved it.
    Though his father had been dead for over a decade, he found himself wondering whether Nicolas Lavin would be proud of him now. This was definitely not how he and his brother Philippe had been taught to treat women. The older man had been true to his mother until his death despite her barely concealed contempt for him. He looked up at the star-filled sky and let out a long, slow breath. He’d pushed Casey too hard and scared her off. He’d be lucky if she’d even talk to him now.
    The door opened again and he turned, hoping she had come back. Milo Hamilton stood there smirking.
    He glanced down at Andre’s obviously aroused state. “Things not going so well?”
    Andre cursed and turned away. “Apparently not.” He