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Megan laughed throatily and touched the extravagant string of dia a minute of this play, Alessandro Caretti!’

‘Are you telling me that I take second place in your life to a bunch of actors on a stage?’

‘I’retfully

‘You know…’ he kissed her neck, which she wished he hadn’t because now her body was responding, opening up like a flower for him ‘…you’ll have to make up for that terrible insult later…’

‘Oh? Will I, really?’

Of course he was expecting her to spend the night at his house! It would be ludicrous to drive all the way out to her place froht! The roller-coaster ride see up speed

‘Yes,’ Alessandro told her gravely, ‘you will And if you don’tin the mood…’

He slid his hand under her dress, up along her thigh, and felt the stirrings of arousal as his finger slipped underneath the scrap of silk he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about ever since they’d purchased it in the lingerie department earlier that day If the taxi hadn’t been there he would have yanked up that dress and taken her right there in the hall He had never been in the grip of such uncontrollable passion in his life before He reh of regret

When he looked at her, her face was flushed, her breathing uneven

‘Stop that,’ he said unsteadily, and Megan gathered herself sufficiently to answer

‘Stop what?’

‘Looking so da to the theatre doesn’t stand a chance when yourwith every other part of your body…’

His cellphone beeped, and he picked up the call fro outside He should, he thought, have handed the job to his own driver, but a family illness had seen hih the entire evening watching apolite conversation to a bunch of people in whoinally ht there next to hier and desperate to be kissed all over Worse, they would have to wait at thethem back to the house late

‘Duty calls,’ he said sourly, and Megan tiptoed to give hiave her a heady feeling of power to have hih she was the only woh he wanted to ravish her senseless on the wooden floor of his hall