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moment.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey back. I didn’t think you were coming.”

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t tell Joe where I was going.”

“Why not?”

“I…” He paused a few seconds. “I don’t know. I just didn’t feel like I could. He’d ask a lot of questions, want to know why you wanted to see me.”

“Do you know why I want to see you?”

“The same reason I want to see you, I hope.” He grabbed me and pulled me to him.

“Bryce…”

“God, don’t talk. Just kiss me. Please.” His lips came down on mine.

This honestly hadn’t been my plan. Kissing Bryce was always in the back of my mind, but I’d truly needed to talk to him about… About…

My thoughts melded together until they were an incoherent blob. Didn’t matter. None of it mattered. All that mattered was Bryce and this kiss.

Our lips slid together, and desire welled inside me, beginning in my core and shooting outward until my clit was pulsing with need. Every part of my body quickened under the fluffy robe, my nipples hardening.

Bryce deepened the kiss, exploring every inch of my mouth with his tongue. With one swift movement, he could brush the robe from my body. I wanted him to, was silently begging him to as I returned his kiss. Instead, he pulled me through the doorway and into the house.

He grabbed one of my hands and led it to his crotch. “Feel what you do to me.”

I squeezed gently, and he sucked in a breath. Before I could speak, he swept me into his arms and carried me down the hallway to the spare bedroom, where we’d made love previously.

Finally, he ripped the robe from my body and pushed me down onto the bed. “You’re so beautiful, Marjorie. I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman.”

I sighed softly. I hadn’t expected this, but I wasn’t about to stop. We could talk afterward, though I’d forgotten my intended subject.

The end of my ponytail was wet from the hot tub, and the rest of my body was covered in shiny perspiration left over from the heat. I wasn’t looking my best, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“I didn’t think you were coming,” I said.

“I told you I would.”

“But it’s been nearly two hours.”

“I know. I’m sorry. Joe and I…”

Questions tugged at me. A lot of them. But not now. Not while I was naked on a bed with Bryce Simpson staring down at me like I was tonight’s main course.

Everything else could wait.

“It’s okay. Come to me. Please. Make love to me, Bryce.”

His blue eyes were on fire. “Damn. You make me insane. I want you so much. In all my life, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything more.”

“I’m right here,” I said. “I’m right here, and I’m yours.”

Chapter Forty–Eight

Bryce

Such breathtaking beauty. Marjorie Steel was long legs with curves in all the right places. Her dark eyes were deep and smoky, her breasts swollen, her nipples hard and taut. Her flesh glistened and was tinted pink from the heat of the tub.

Luscious. Delicious. A temptress.

She was all those things and so much more.

Emotions coiled through me, feelings I wasn’t ready to face yet. This woman meant so much to me, and I wasn’t even close to worthy.

I banished those thoughts from my mind. She was here. I was here. And she was offering herself to me. No strings—at least none that I knew of.

I couldn’t offer her strings of any kind. Not now, and maybe not ever. I’d vowed to stay away, but I could offer her the next few hours.

I was so hard right now that I had to get inside her. After I took the edge off, I’d love her until morning. I’d force every ounce of pleasure I could out of her.

But now…

I undressed as quickly as I could and lay down next to her, spooning her. I kissed the soft silk of her shoulder and pushed my cock against the crack of her ass.

“Please,” she said softly.

I thrust into her wet heat.

“God, yes,” she said, her voice a sweet, soothing breeze in my ears.

She wrapped around me in a perfect sexual hug, a glove for my cock in the most intimate way. For a moment, everything else—the past, the lies, the situation Joe and I needed to deal with—disappeared, and I escaped into her embracing warmth.

If I could only stay here, encased within her welcoming body forever, I could be complete. Complete and happy.

I let those warm thoughts float around the mess inside my mind as I pumped into