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skin was hot against my cool flesh, his weight so welcome after the long nights without him.
    I hooked my legs around his calves and shoved my hands beneath his waistband to grip his taut, hard ass. I tugged him into me, arching my hips to feel his cock through the cotton that separated us. Wanting him inside me, so that I’d know for certain he was mine again.
    “Say it,” I coaxed, needing the words he swore were inadequate.
    He pushed up and looked down at me, gently brushing my hair back from my forehead. He swallowed hard.
    Rearing,I caught his beautifully etched mouth in a kiss. “I’ll say it first: I love you.”
    He closed his eyes and quivered. Wrapping his arms around me, Gideon squeezed so tight I almost couldn’t breathe.
    “I love you,” he whispered. “Too much.”
    His fervent declaration reverberated through me. I buried my face in his shoulder and cried.
    “Angel.” His fist clenched in my hair.
    Lifting my head, I took his mouth, our kiss flavored with the salt of my tears. My lips moved desperately over his, as if he’d be gone at any second and I had no time to get my fill of him.
    “Eva. Let me …” He cupped my face, licking deep into my mouth. “Let me love you.”
    “Please,” I whispered, my fingers linking behind his neck to capture him. His erection lay hot and heavy against the lips of my sex, the weight of him the perfect pressure on my throbbing clit. “Don’t stop.”
    “Never. I can’t.”
    His hand cupped my buttock, lifting me into a deft roll of his hips. I gasped as the pleasure radiated through me, my nipples beading hard and tight against his chest. The light dusting of crisp hair was an unbearable stimulation. My core ached, begging for the hard-driving thrust of his cock.
    My nails raked his back from shoulder to hips. He arched into the rough caress with a low growl, his head thrown back in deliciously erotic abandon.
    “Again,” he ordered gruffly, his face flushed and lips parted.
    Surging upward, I sank my teeth into his pectoral, just over his heart. Gideon hissed, quivering, and took it.
    I couldn’t contain the ferocious swell of emotion that needed release—the love and need, the anger and fear. And the pain. God, the pain. I still felt it keenly. I wanted to tear into him. To punish as wellas pleasure. To make him experience some small measure of what I had when he’d pushed me away.
    My tongue stroked over the slight indentations left by my teeth and his hips rocked into me, his cock sliding through the parted lips of my sex.
    “My turn,” he whispered darkly. Leaning on one arm, the biceps thick and beautifully defined, he squeezed my breast in his other hand. His head lowered and his lips surrounded the taut point of my nipple. His mouth was scorching hot, his tongue a rough velvet lash against my tender flesh. When his teeth bit into the furled tip, I cried out, my body jerking as sharp need arrowed to my core.
    I clutched at his hair, too impassioned to be gentle. My legs wrapped around him, tightening, echoing my need to claim him. Possess him. Make him mine again.
    “Gideon,” I moaned. My temples were wet from the trails of my tears, my throat tight and hurting.
    “I’m here, angel,” he breathed, nibbling across my cleavage to my other breast. His diabolical fingers tugged at the wet nipple he’d left behind, pinching it gently until I pushed up and into his hand. “Don’t fight me. Let me love you.”
    I realized then that I was pulling at his hair, trying to urge him away even as I fought to get closer. Gideon had me under siege, seducing me with his stunning male perfection and intimate expertise with my body. And I was surrendering. My breasts were heavy, my sex wet and swollen. My hands roamed restlessly as my legs caged him.
    Still, he slipped farther away from me, his mouth whispering temptation across my stomach.
Missed you so much … need you … have to have you …
I felt a hot wetness slide over my skin and looked down