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around,” I said as he watched the flickering light. The light licked at the shadows and hollows on his face.
    He shut the door behind us, and then the only light in the room was from the candles.
    “We could pretend we’re from a different time period.” I’d never thought about roleplaying before, but something told me Fin would be good at it.
    “I could be a colonial girl, and you’re the town clergyman, come to absolve me of my sins.” I twisted my fingers in the hair on the back of his neck.
    He chuckled low.
    “Or you could be a beautiful, sweet girl that I met at a bar. Who puts up with me changing my mind and makes me laugh and always looks sexy no matter what. Could you be that for me?”
    I pushed myself up on my toes and gave him one soft kiss.
    “Yes. I think I could be that girl for you.”
    He smiled and pulled the tank top over my head. Why had that been so difficult last night?
    His hands stroked down my front, swirling around my nipples that were instantly hard from his touch. My back arched toward him, but I made sure I stayed silent.
    He pinched my nipples, but his eyes didn’t leave my face. Yes, this was happening. We were doing this.
    And then he faltered for a moment.
    I opened my mouth to say something, but he stopped me.
    “No, I’m fine. I just needed a second. I’m fine. I’m fine.” Running his hands over my nipples again, he repeated himself. “I’m fine.”
    I stayed quiet as he got down on his knees, making him almost level with my chest.
    Not sure what I was supposed to do, I waited for his next move. This not talking wasn’t easy. It was like performing in a play without getting to see your lines beforehand.
    And then his tongue was in my bellybutton, and I didn’t give a shit what my lines were. He licked and kissed across my stomach, setting my skin aflame. With that one kiss, he’d flicked my sex switch to the on position. God, I wanted him so much.
    “You taste so good, sweet Mari Cherry.” His mouth moved lower, and he inched the silk shorts down my hips and let them fall to the floor before helping me lift my feet out of them.
    He had another moment, but shook his head and started kissing me again, this time moving along the band of the lace undies.
    I nearly screamed in frustration when he stood up.
    “Lay back.” His voice was so soft, so gentle, I was unprepared for it, only used to him commanding me.
    I did as he asked as he loosened his tie and bent down to remove his socks but kept everything else on. Someday I’d get to really look at him naked. Someday.
    He climbed on the bed next to me, caressing my face. “Do you have a condom?”
    I nodded and grabbed the one I’d left out on the nightstand, just in case he didn’t have one. He took it and put it in his back pocket.
    I wanted to ask if there was something I could do, but I didn’t want to talk. It was a conundrum.
    “I can feel that you want to say something. Go ahead,” he said, walking his fingers across my stomach.
    “Is there anything I can do for you? To make it easier?” With a normal guy, I’d suggest a handy or a blow job, but touching him was probably the last thing he wanted. That would definitely take him out of the moment.
    “If you could stay quiet and not touch me and maybe stay really still?” That didn’t sound that great, but sometimes you just had to get through things to get to something better. This felt like one of those times.
    “Okay. I’ll shut up starting now.” I sealed my lips together, and he gave me a brief smile before propping himself above me.
    He closed his eyes and inhaled through his nose, as if gathering himself.
    Then his eyes snapped open and his mouth crushed mine. All my instincts were to wrap my arms around him and moan and pull him closer. But I had to slam the door on all of those things and stay still. It was easier said than done.
    I kissed him back though. Did I ever. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, and it danced with mine, saying what I