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caught him looking and grinned maliciously. “Do you really think a cold shower will help?” She laughed aloud at the curse he muttered back at her as he slammed the bathroom door behind him.
    The room was quiet when Jed turned off the bedroom light. In the glow from the streetlights outside he could see Anna lying on her side, breathing steadily, her face tranquil and peaceful as she dozed.
    Oh, how he itched to brush the pale silky bangs back from her eyes, and run his fingers down the silken length of her pyjama clad body. To waken her to sleepy passion with a kiss that would lead to...
    Forget it, son. The best you can hope for is that there’s a spare blanket in the closet and you can bed down on the hard, cold floor. Except there wasn’t a blanket – and even if there had been, there wasn’t enough hard cold floor for him to bed down on. This room must be one of the smallest in the hotel. The hotel management were lucky they weren’t sued for false representation, calling this a suite.
    There was nothing else for it but to quietly and carefully pull back the blankets and then curl up in the bed, as far away from Anna’s glacial presence as he possibly could...

CHAPTER FIVE
    Anna stretched languidly and snuggled into the warmth beside her. She reached out and rubbed the hard male chest, feeling a ripple of sensual warmth as her fingers encountered a pelt of wiry hair. She moved closer, wanting to press her breasts against that pelt and to feel strong arms go around her...
    Uh, uh – Louis didn’t have a hairy chest…
    And Louis was long gone from her life. So who was this in her bed, who was this man she was cuddling so invitingly? She could feel him against her, his breath on her neck and his heat warming her belly. And it wasn’t just his heat she could feel – he was definitely male and definitely responding to her.
    Anna jumped back as memory of where she was and who she was with slammed into her. Obviously Jed aka Bob was a bit slower to catch on, because as she rolled away on her back, he followed, one muscular leg jammed between hers and the shameless evidence of his interest poking into her side as a large hand cupped her breast and her traitorous nipples instantly rose to attention through the silk of her pyjama top.
    “Aw, c’mon, baby, don’t pull away. It’s early yet, we’ve time.” Then his mouth claimed hers with one of those spine-melting kisses and Anna felt herself responding far, far too much. His other hand captured one of hers and guided it down, down, to cup him and he groaned through the kiss.
    Shocked, Anna held him, feeling the silken erection growing even larger as he thrust gently against her palm. And then his hand slipped under her pyjamas and went, without any undo fuss, straight between her legs to first play with her dark curls and then to rub slowly at that so-sensitive part of her.
    Rubbing slowly backwards and forwards as he released her mouth and, lifting himself slightly, he grabbed the edge of her pyjama jacket and raised it to expose her now throbbing breasts. Anna gasped weakly as he lowered his dark head and licked her nipples, the divine torture making her writhe beneath him.
    Then he pulled her nipple into his mouth, suckling her. Anna’s entire being screamed in joy. She gasped, beginning to protest even though she was aware of just how close she was to the edge of orgasm, like standing on the very edge of a cliff with her arms out and preparing to throw herself into a flightless dive through warm clouds…
    Then his fingers slipped inside her and she went right over the edge, gasping as she clung to him, calling his name as if they’d known each other forever.
    He captured her mouth again with his, swallowing her tiny glad cries as he carried on touching and rubbing her, the fingers of his other hand playing with her hardened nipple, until he was sure the orgasm was over. Then he pulled down her pyjama bottoms and mounted her, his erection hard and probing