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certain?”
    She almost laughed at the absurdity of the question. Was she
certain? She’d wanted this man since she was a girl and had no idea what might
come after a ride on the back of his motorcycle. If she were honest with
herself, she still didn’t know much beyond the next few hours.
    He still had her hand. She closed her fingers around his and
tugged him lightly toward the bedroom. He didn’t resist and followed her down
the hall. Once inside, her legs shook and her palms got sweaty. She dropped his
hand and turned to look at him.
    “I’m afraid that I lack seduction skills, Isaac.”

Chapter Four
     
    That was the one thing she was wrong about. Just the sight
of her was seduction to Isaac. “You’re doing a good job of it so far.”
    He saw her smile in the dim light filtering in from the
hallway. She was probably blushing, though in the darkened bedroom, he couldn’t
actually see the color in her cheeks. He made his way to the nightstand and
turned on the lamp. It lit the room enough so that he could see she’d followed
him with her eyes.
    Immediately, he made his way to her, and she turned into his
arms. “I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but I’m a little nervous.”
    He kissed the top of her head. Her dark hair was silky
against his lips. “You could ask me to leave, Giada. I’ll still come back
tomorrow.”
    “I don’t want you to leave. I’ve been waiting half my life
for this. I don’t want to wait anymore.” She tipped her head up and his lips
claimed hers.
    The dress’s open back allowed him to caress the soft skin
between her shoulder blades. She sighed against his mouth and, unable to help
himself, he plunged his tongue inside. She tasted sweet and spicy at the same
time. All his thoughts that this was somehow wrong rushed from his mind. His
cock was tucked tight against her abdomen. Her hands traced little circles
along his neck and back. He couldn’t remember ever wanting another woman as
much as he did Giada Leone in that moment.
    He slid his hand down and cupped her round bottom, pulling
her tighter to his arousal. Her small hands clutched at him and made him think
that maybe her desperation matched his.
    She reached back and took his hand. For a moment he thought
she was trying to stop him from touching her ass, but then she moved his hand
up to where a zipper held the fabric together. Taking the hint, he slid the
fastener down. She shrugged out of the thin straps and the little black dress
puddled at her feet.
    Isaac’s arms closed around her and lifted her out of the
pile. He kept her feet off the carpet, backing up until he felt the edge of the
bed at the back of his legs. Then he put her on the ground and looked down at
her creamy skin broken only by a black lace strapless bra, matching panties and
thigh-high stockings. He might never breathe again. “Holy shit.”
    She smiled wickedly at him. “Does that mean you like what
you see or not?”
    He traced the swell of her breasts with the back of his
knuckles. “It means that if I’d known this was under that dress, we’d have
never made it for our reservation tonight.”
    His body trembled with need, but his pleasure would have to
wait. He dropped to his knees and kissed a path from her bellybutton down to
where he could lick a line along her lacy panties. Her fingers threaded through
his hair, not pushing or pulling, as if she only wanted to encourage but not force
his direction.
    “What do you want, Giada?”
    Her cheeks colored. “I like the feel of your lips on me.”
    “Anywhere in particular you want me to put them?”
    He thought for a moment she wouldn’t respond. “You seem to
be headed in a fine direction.”
    Smiling, he tugged gently at the elastic waist and the lacy
confection slid down her legs, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy. He could
already smell the muskiness of her arousal mixed with her light perfume. She
stepped out of the underwear and left her legs slightly apart.
    He watched