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sweetheart?”
    The pet named warmed her through and she felt a happy fluttering in her belly. “Mmm. Lovely.”
    “Good.” Another long, open-mouthed kiss on her throat. “You are.”
    God help her, but she almost believed it. She gazed at him, met his warm, dark blue stare, and scratch that, she did believe it. Believed him . A strange sort of realization opened up before her and she understood, then, what had been missing from her marriage—missing from her life. Regardless of Ron’s douchebag ways, there had never been this . He’d never looked at her as if she was beautiful, as if he sought her pleasure above all else. Even tonight over dinner, Brady Trewin had shown more interest in what she had to say than damn near any man ever had.
    He’d wanted her since high school and here, now, she had no sense that she lacked in any way, that she’d let down any of the expectations he had of her.
    And she wanted him to feel the same way.
    She nudged him over so he flopped against the pillows, grinning at her playfulness right until the moment she climbed over him to straddle his hips. Then his head tipped back and eyes went heavy-lidded as she rocked against his cock. Just the thin layer of his cotton boxer briefs separated him, but she rode up and down his huge, hard length, cradling him against her pussy.
    “God, Nia ,” he whispered, hands gliding up her thighs, her belly, to her breasts. He lingered there a moment, electric currents rushing through her as his thumbs teased her nipples, then he reached up to her face and leaned up to kiss her.
    She enjoyed his mouth for a moment, tasting his soft lips, reveling in the contrast of his rough unshaven jaw against her smooth skin. But she didn’t linger, instead dragging kisses over his jaw and neck, down to the taut muscles of his chest. Head to toe he was any girl’s dream, and she could spend hours traveling his perfectly carved pecks and six-pack. A blushed touched her cheeks at her forwardness, but she swallowed back any nervous feelings and wrapped her fingers around his boxer-briefs to drag them down. His long, thick cock bobbed free and she felt fresh moisture between her legs—soon his hard length would be inside her, pushing her to even greater pleasure.
    Niara cast his boxer-briefs aside and knelt between his legs, dipping her head down. She turned a glance up at him as she ran her hands up his thighs, meeting his stare. His stomach quivered as she lowered her mouth and flickered her tongue against the glorious, thick dome of his cock.
    His hips jerked and he hissed a breath. His reaction spurring her, she parted her lips and took him in, sliding her mouth down his length and running her tongue along the underside of his shaft. He groaned, thrusting up to meet her. She’d never wanted to please a man like this before, never felt so rewarded with the moan and shudder he gave her.
    Too soon, his hands lifted her face. “Condoms? Shit, please tell me you have...”
    She blushed—that box Deena made her get had been opened, with packages dispersed, once again at her friend’s advice, all over. Pocket of her jeans, pocket of her robe, bathroom and bedroom. In case of emergency , Deena had said. Of course, she’d rather he not know that. “Nightstand.”
    Nia drew herself up on her knees, hands loosely held in her lap, feeling suddenly awkward with her flushed breasts on display while he shifted to open the drawer and retrieve a small silver package.
    The wrapper crinkled and moments later he rose on his knees as well with the thin latex sheathed over his erection. His gaze moved to her, hands reaching, and she closed the distance to him in an instant. His chest crushed hers, arms wrapping around her torso. Happy shivers danced down her flesh as he mouthed her neck. She raked her hands over his shoulders, through his silky dark hair, unable to get enough of him.
    Nia arched against him, rubbing the length of his erection between them. “I want you,” she