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She opened the door and he recovered enough to walk in and refasten the locks She threw hi, sultry look over her shoulder and headed for the sofa in the living area of the suite without waiting for hiether and hurried after her

He disgusted himself He’d never considered hiht the pri to life He wanted to haul her over his shoulder off to his cave and keep her tied to his bed until he fully sated hih he knew that would be impossible

Because as soon as he’d had her once, had tasted her, touched her, kissed her, had been inside her luscious body, he’d never be fully sated He’d wanther, and that was the last thing he wanted

He didn’t have a lot to offer a wo love to her an experience that would hopefully make up for his other faults This was important Too important to fk up He had to make sure that he took it nice and slow that first time, shower her with pleasure and show her that she was the only woman he even looked at

She deserved to be on a pedestal, with hiry?" he asked, finally finding his voice He’d been standing there gawking at her like aShe was probably having doubts as to whether she truly wanted him as much as she’d stated Not that he could blame her But if she backed out now, he’d likely lose his mind

"Yeah, I could eat," she said sweetly "Want to split so? I put in a lot of hours today and didn’t break for lunch, so I have some calories to spare"

"Tell me your pleasure and I’ll make it happen"

Her cheeks pinkened and he found war up his neck as well at the double entendre

"They have a rotisserie chicken, a whole half, with vegetables and sides that sounds divine If you don’t etables and let you have the baked potato and bread and the rest of the chicken, of course"

Since he was starving for her and food was the furthest thing froreement and then called in their order

"While ait, why don’t you shower and get ready for bed too," she said softly "That e’re done, we can go to bed"

Her voice trailed off, but there was no doubt in hisbetween the lines She wanted theht Thank God the hotel rooe because he certainly hadn’t packed condoms for a mission, for God’s sake Nor would he have ever drea love It still had the power to bring hi certain he was clean and didn’t s the scars that h, but the rest of hi, wasn’t pretty in the least He hoped to hell it didn’t turn Eden off when it ca an erection, so he pulled on jeans and a button-up shirt that he left open just to give her a chance to again view the sight of his scarred chest and ht before, offering hiht change her tune once she got really up close and personal with hiainst her skin when he was on top of her, the puckered ridges of the scars pressing into her flesh?

He was as nervous as a teenager taking his dreairl out on their first date True, most of the pressure he felt was self-i of everything about him But dah he knew just being with her would be utter perfection in itself It was her pleasure and happiness he had to focus on

When he was done, he walked back into the suite just as a knock sounded at the door Damn, but that was fast Provided it was even the room service order He da in and infringing on his tiht where she was, then went to the door, checking the peephole It was indeed rooh not to just throw open the door without being prepared for the worst Soain access to Eden’s room

He reached for the Glock he’d set on the table just inside the door for occasions like this For easy access if so He quickly stuck the gun into the waistband of his jeans and yanked out his button-up shirt so the tails hid the Glock froun without a safety down his pants, aiht at his dick, but improvisation was sometimes necessary

He opened the door and esture that clearly made the point to hurry Swanny positioned hiuy and Eden while the food was set up on the table Eden was still lounging on the couch, wrapped in her throw as if she didn’t want anyone but Swanny seeing her That suited Swanny just fine

Only when the attendant had left did she let the throw fall to the side, and Swanny nearly sed his tongue If last night’s lingerie outfit had hi a hard-on to beat all hard-ons, this one s Thank God he’d worn jeans, though it was damn painful because if he’d donned boxers, his dick would be protruding out of the dale" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">