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she didn’t waste any time increasing the pace.
    "Glad to see you realized what you wanted," Justin said, a very satisfied smile on his face.
    Erin rocked against him faster, determined to have her own satisfied smile very soon.
    At the pace she set, it didn’t take either of them long to find completion. Erin crumpled atop Justin. "I might never move again."
    He chuckled, his breath lifting a few strands of her hair. Then he kissed her forehead. That’s when she realized that despite all the pleasure they’d given each other in the past several hours, they hadn’t kissed once. Was that not part of the package? She thought about how Julia Roberts didn’t allow kissing on the mouth with her clients in Pretty Woman . Was it the same way with Justin?
    "What?" he asked. How could he be more attuned to her shifts in mood after only a few hours acquaintance than any of her exes had ever been?
    She lifted her head and looked at him. "Are you not allowed to kiss your clients?"
    Lines formed on his forehead. And then he must have realized what she had only moments before. "Guess we did things a little backwards, huh?" And then he shifted so that she was beneath him and lowered his lips to hers.
    Erin expected a lot of tongue, but he started off kissing her softly. And damn if he wasn’t a good kisser, too. Already she was classifying Justin in the category of legendary lovers. And this was day one! By the end of the week, she wasn’t going to be able to walk or even form a coherent sentence.
    By the time his tongue got in on the action, she was more than ready for it. She ran her hands through his hair, pressing him closer. When he shifted, she felt the length of his penis harden against her thigh.
    "Feels like I’m not the only one ready for another round," she said between kisses.
    "What can I say? You bring out the animal in me."
    Despite his words, however, this time he made love to her slowly, taking time to kiss her cheeks, her ears, down the sides of her neck. By the time his lips locked onto one of her breasts, they began to ride the wave of another release. Even that came slowly, Justin’s gentle in-and-out movements a sweet agony. When he pushed into her one more time, he held onto her hips, pressing her firmly against him as the length of him pulsed against her wet inner walls. He seemed to take as much pleasure in her release as his own, and that was dead sexy.
    As she drifted toward sleep curled against his warmth a couple of minutes later, she wondered why she couldn’t find someone like him in real life.
    * * * *
    The morning was half gone when Justin’s brain crawled its way out of the stupor of sleep. For several moments, the only parts of him he could compel to move were his eyelids. And that hadn’t exactly been easy. As he lay there staring at the ceiling, the phrase "rode hard and put up wet" ran through his mind.
    He’d had nights that were wilder, but none had ever left him so absolutely spent. Finally, he was able to force his head to turn to the side so he could see the top of Erin’s. Her blond hair was tousled, and her naked shoulder peeked out from under the covers. The way she curled next to his side, so trusting, as if he would protect her, was what finally gave him the impetus he needed to get out of bed. He might be able to give her a pleasurable week, but he wasn’t the protector type. Not anymore.
    He made his way on wobbly legs to the bathroom and quietly shut the door behind him. Hoping he didn’t wake her, he turned on the shower and stepped inside. He needed time not only to wash the evidence of last night away, but also time to get his thoughts in order. He was at the ranch and needed to have his ranch mindset firmly in place. That was the only way he got through his days and nights. He came here to forget, and he had to admit that Erin had been very, very good at helping him do exactly that since they’d met.
    When his dick started to get hard, he leaned his forehead against the