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Her

He could count the number of times he’d kissed her on one hand, and yet he still knew, still understood, that this was the essence of her She was unique in his arms, beneath his kiss, and he knew that no one else would ever do again

He let go of one of her hands, stroking his way softly down the line of her arm to her shoulder…neck…jaw And then his other hand released her and found its way back to the hem of her dress

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“Relax,” he instructed, his lips hot against her ear

“I can’t”

“You can”

“No,” she said, grabbing his face and forcing him to look at her “I can’t”

Gareth laughed aloud, enchanted by her bossiness “Very well,” he said, “don’t relax” And then, before she had a chance to respond, he slid his finger past the edge of her underthings and touched her

“Oh!”

“No relaxing now,” he said with a chuckle

“Gareth,” she gasped

“Oh, Gareth, No Gareth, or More Gareth?” he murmured

“More,” she moaned “Please”

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