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against her skin but his fingers, as they trailed down her newly revealed skin, were gentle and hot.

She lay on the bed in just her bikini underwear, waiting for him, wanting him to join her. He didn’t make her wait. He quickly divested himself of his jeans and boxers, throwing them behind him haphazardly. Her underwear was next and she had to gasp when he laid down beside her. The first skin to skin contact with Jake was mind blowing.

Jake took her mouth with his while his hands skimmed down her body, finding and exploring. His mouth found each breast, the nipple hard and ready. When his mouth closed over the first one, Elissa arched against him, holding his head where it was, afraid he might move or leave, not sure which would be worse.

His mouth traveled down her body, his hands leading the way. There was no room for embarrassment with Jake, he just didn’t allow it. He wanted to know every inch of her, know what she tasted like, what she felt like. And her body was in flames, aching and writhing with each new experience, each new touch.

“Please, Jake!” she called, when she didn’t think she could take anymore.

Jake pulled himself up so he could look into her eyes. “Please what?”

Elissa moved her hips, her arms going around his shoulders, she ached but didn’t know how to tell him. “Jake!”

She heard the foil wrapper tear open and the next thing she knew, Jake’s legs were between hers and he was nudging her open. He glided smoothly into her wet opening and there was only a small moment of pain before the pleasure took over again. Elissa instantly climaxed, her legs wrapping around Jake’s hips as he moved quickly inside her, filling her.

A few minutes later, Jake joined her in oblivion, shuddering to his climax. His head dropped to her neck as he tried to calm his breathing.

Rolling onto his back, taking her with him, still joined, he held her tightly. “Are you okay?”

Elissa laughed softly. “I don’t know,” she sighed. Every muscle in her body was relaxed and she couldn’t seem to undrape herself from his body. Her hair tumbled over his chest and her arms were loosely around his shoulders, but he didn’t seem to mind.

She heard the rumbling in his chest and marveled at the muscles just under her cheek. “I know what you mean,” he breathed.

Elissa woke up and peered at the sun shining through the windows. But the sun was coming on the wrong side of her room. She rolled over and stared at the ceiling. Odd, but she’d never noticed the ceiling fan over her bed before.

Then the events of the night before came through and she sat up in bed quickly, one hand holding the sheet over her nakedness.

A deep chuckle from the side of the room made her head spin in that direction. “Good morning sleeping beauty,” Jake said, looking sexier than any man had a right to be as he came out of the shower, only a towel around his waist.

They’d made love four more times during the night. Jake was insatiable and each time he’d touched her, her body had instantly turned towards him, craving his touch, needing the release only he seemed to be able to provide.

Elissa pushed the hair out of her face and forced her mouth to close. “What time is it?” she asked.

Jake came over to the side of the bed and sat down, the towel revealing his muscular stomach muscles and one extraordinary thigh. “It’s about nine o’clock.”

“Oh,” she said self-consciously. “I think I should get up.”

“What are you planning on doing today?” he asked, his eyes already telling her what he wanted to do.

Elissa licked her suddenly dry lips. How could she want him yet again? Couldn’t she be satisfied? But she wanted him more right now than she did last night, if that was possible. “I should help Ronny,” she whispered.

“Do you think she could spare you for a few hours?”

“I’m not sure. Why?”

“How about your first helicopter lesson?”

Elissa was instantly awed. “You’re serious? You’d teach me how to fly?”

“Sure. I told you I would, didn’t I?”

“Yes, but…”

“No buts. Go ahead and get ready,” he said and pulled on a pair of tight boxers, the kind that hugged his thighs. A pair of jeans went over those and he was ready. “I’ll wait for you downstairs,” he said and kissed her hard before sauntering out the door, whistling.

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