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figure it out,’ Joely told him, sliding down his body so that her feet hit the floor.
    ‘Well, if I’ve got to raise my game than we need to get naked.’ Ben’s voice drifted over her, raising the fine hairs on her forearms. His voice was as deep as the night, as sexy as sin. Joely knew that Ben had the ability to talk her into an orgasm, mostly because he’d done it before. Ben often travelled for business but he didn’t believe that should put a stop to their sex life. They’d shared many late night phone calls - and one mid morning one, if she recalled correctly - and he always brought her to an earth-shattering orgasm just by telling her what he wanted her to do to herself.
    And she to him. They were really good at phone sex, hell, they were really good at everything together.
    Ben lifted her t-shirt up and over her head. ‘Fast now, slow later.’
    ‘Sounds like a plan,.’ Joely muttered against his mouth.
    Ben stepped away to efficiently strip himself of his shirt and tie. His underwear came off with his suit trousers and then he was naked, his long, lean body an unending delight. He had the face and frame to grace any sports magazine cover but got incredibly embarrassed when Joely told him how hot she thought he was.
    He still liked it though. She poked her finger into his stomach. ‘You’re getting fat, Duncan. Only a seven pack today, not an eight.’ His eyes danced with pleasure as she ran her hand over his hip and down his oblique’s. ‘You know what we doctors call this muscle?’
    ‘Oblique’s, I think.’
    ‘Nah, that’s what the male doctors call them.’
    Ben sucked in his breath as her hand moved over his hip and his erection jumped.
    ‘It’s a highly scientific phrase…’
    ‘Yeah, yeah…what?’
    ‘The make-women-drool muscles. And yours are pretty spectacular.’
    ‘Shaddap.’ Ben flicked open the clasp holding her bra cups together and her breath hitched at the look on his face as her breasts were revealed to his hot gaze. He licked his lips as his thumb brushed over her pale skin before sweeping over her puckered nipple. ‘God, you are so beautiful.’
    The world could go to hell around them and they wouldn’t surface until they’d satiated this crazy compulsion they’ had for each other, until they’d rid themselves of this burning, aching need. Suddenly Joely couldn’t wait a second longer until she had Ben inside her, rocking her, chasing her to one of those magnificent orgasms that he’d been the only one to coax from her. She lifted her hand to his neck to pull his head down to hers.
    ‘Fast and hard. Now.’
    ‘It’s your birthday…’ Ben agreed.
    ***
    So, that was different, Joely thought as he watched through slitted eyes as Ben left the massive bed after round two of birthday sex and headed towards the massive en-suite bathroom. Ben was, consistently, an amazing lover but he’d surpassed himself tonight.
    If round one had been wild and crazy then what they’d just shared had been sublime. He’d worshipped her. There was simply no other way to describe it. It had been as if he was making love to her for the first and last time, anxious to imprint every nuance of her body on his memory. He touched and kissed and…and drank her in; inhaled her, tasted her, consumed her.
    Her orgasm, when he’d finally allowed her to explode, nearly blew her head off. As a result she just wanted to roll over and bury her head in this squishy pillow and drift off…
    Ok, Mr Chatsfield, sir, this really was a super-fine bed.
    Sublime sex, check but - and she really wasn’t being picky - but she couldn’t help noticing that for the first time in…well, forever, he didn’t tell her that he loved her as he pulled away from her, didn’t kiss her stomach as he left her. It was such a little thing, kissing her navel, but he always, always did it and she had to wonder why he’d forgotten tonight. She was shocked at how much it worried her that he didn’t do it