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A deeper emotion flashed in his earnest expression He said, “You are stunning”
His fingertips grazed her cheek, over her jaw and down her neck He trailed along her collarbone, then swept back to the hollow of her throat Froainst her skin as they moved slowly doard to the valley between her breasts, now heavy with desire
Jade reveled in the appreciative look he gave her At theOr that he was ist his kind What she saw before her was a man One of flesh and blood and bone One with a moral conscience One with physical wants and needs that e her, find fault with her or consider her weak
She would never live up to the high regard in which his expression suggested he held her, yet at the saive in to human insecurities Somehow, they’d found themselves in a scenario where the outside world and the severe differences between the…
Jade reached for the fastenings on his leather pants and undid the hi, her breathing escalating He was ift to be treasured
He turned the water on and then took her by the hand, leading her into the large, walk-in shower Theoverhead created a rainfall effect that was sensuous and inviting The glilass portion of the ht that lent a seductive mood to the private haven War and refreshing but wildly titillating
Darien ran his hands through her wet hair and asked, “Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
“Much better,” she said “I pulled through quicker than I’d expected, thanks in large part to you, Morgan and Sheena” Stepping closer to him, she placed her pal on tiptoe, she brushed her lips against his He bent his head and kissed her deeply Then she moved away and inspected the various jars and soaps lined neatly along a built-in shelf
Selecting a mint-colored bar, she lathered up and then ran her hands over the wide chest of the brawnyto arouse her in every conceivable way si himself
“You have a physique meant to be sculpted and placed in a museum,” she told him
“We don’t have museums anymore”
“If we did,” she aht, she shook her head and said, “I’ve changed my mind This body is not meant to be molded and adated grooves of his stohed “It’s meant to be worshipped in person”
“Don’t worship,” he said in a tight voice “Just touch”
She s”
Her hands glided up to his broad shoulders, then down his rock-hard ar embrace, her palms slid around to his wide, sinewy back Her breasts pressed below the well-defined ledge of his pectoral led as his smooth skin and solid muscles teased the sensitive points