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rib cage and cupping her breast with his strong hands. “And you’d really hate it if I did this, wouldn’t you?” he asked as his expert fingers unsnapped the halter dress and revealed her breast, exposing it to his hands and Dana didn’t even care that they were in the middle of the hallway and anyone could pass by. When his thumb ran over her nipple, she was lost and she gasped as the pleasure surged through her.

She was no longer leaning against him, she was pressing herself closer, demanding more of him and shuddering when he pressed himself against her softness. “Damn you, Hassan!” she exclaimed, her hands fisting on his jacket.

“Tell me you want me,” he demanded, his voice husky and deep.

“I don’t want to want you.”

“You’re beautiful when you’re being stubborn. Tell me,” he ordered again, emphasizing his command with his thumb barely against her nipple.

Dana held her breath, waiting for his touch but when it didn’t come, she nodded her head. “Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, I want you!”

When his thumb rubbed her nipple as she wanted she almost cried out with the pleasure but he covered her mouth with his, capturing the sound and giving her more.

He leaned back slightly and reattached the halter on her dress. With swift movements, he took her hand and led her quickly down the hallway. Once there, he slammed the door to his suite, then swept her up into his arms, carrying her over to the bed and placing her in the center.

“You’re beautiful,” he said with his husky, sexy voice while his hands threw off his tuxedo jacket, his tie and his deft fingers started unbuttoning his shirt. He leaned over her, unwilling to wait until he’d finished with his shirt before he touched her again, kissing her gently, then with increasing pressure as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Dana knew there were some reasons she shouldn’t be here. But when his hands pulled her dress down again, his mouth covering her nipple and making her gasp with the intensity of the pleasure his mouth was creating, she couldn’t think of a single reason not to be right here, right now, in this bed with this man and his magical hands and mouth.

“Touch me,” Hassan said and pulled her hands from the bed where her fingers were gripping the silk duvet, placing them on his chest.

Dana didn’t wait for another invitation, letting her fingers roam over his chest, thrilling in the light mat of hair and the muscles that flexed wherever she touched.

While she let her fingers roam, Hassan kissed his way down her neck, over her chest and made a slow trail to her right breast, sucking her nipple until she was moaning with the pleasure and her legs moved up, wrapping around his waist in invitation.

“I love the way you feel,” he said softly as his hand pressed her leg against his hip, moving into place. “I’m sorry, Dana. I can’t wait.” He wanted to touch her more, to feel her hands against his body and taste her just like he had last time, but after tonight, seeing her in that dress and speaking in perfect French, laughing with his guests and now seeing her with desire in her eyes, it was such a dichotomy and he loved the differences.

She shook her head, trying to tell him that she didn’t care about waiting, that she didn’t want him to wait. But her body told him for her, speaking loud enough for both of them to hear. Or maybe that was just her scream as he slid into her slowly driving her crazy with the need for him to fill her up.

“Don’t move!” she cried out but he didn’t listen to her. As he watched, he was amazed that she was already tightening around him.

He continued moving, using her facial expressions and sighs of pleasure as a gauge on how to move, slower and faster, creating just the right friction to take her over the edge. He couldn’t believe what a turn on it was to watch and feel this tiny woman climax around him and he pounded into her, finding his own release moments later.

When he could breathe once again, he pulled her close and sighed as he felt her snuggle into his side, her face pressed against his neck so he could feel her soft, sweet breath against him.

As his heart slowed down, he felt her body relax against him and he almost chuckled when