Modern Romance Collection: May 2018 Books 1 - 4. Эбби Грин

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      “Again?” she asked breathlessly.

      He let one hand slide down, his middle finger dipping between her legs, pressing against her clitoris, rubbing against the slick folds. “Yes, again. Say you want it.”

      “I want it.” No hesitation. She didn’t demur or tease.

      And he was damn grateful.

      He spun her around and lifted her, pressing up into the warm, tight wetness of her body with as much eagerness as if they had not just made love twice already in his bed. Her arms and legs latched around him, the hot water cascading around them as once again their bodies joined in that ancient rhythm that brought forth primitive pleasure nothing else could duplicate.

      Afterward, he carefully washed away the evidence of their lovemaking, cleaning both their bodies while she acquiesced with a sweetness born of sexual lethargy.

      He nuzzled her neck as he reached around her to turn off the water. “We are perfection together.”

      “Yes.” She didn’t sound particularly happy about that truth.

      He did not understand why, but then he’d understood very little of her actions since she walked out of the meeting with him and Genevieve.

      He tugged her from the glassed enclosure. “Come, let me dry you.”

      “I can dry myself.” But she made no move to grab a towel.

      He smiled, inviting her to join in the pleasant afterglow, rather than wherever her thoughts had taken her. “I know, but you know how much I enjoy this.”

      “You don’t seem like the kind of guy who would enjoy pampering his lovers.”

      “You are the only one.” He had never showered with another sex partner, much less dried her off afterward in an effort to care for her needs.

      Kayla went still. “I am?”

      “Yes.” He began drying her delectable body. “So beautiful.”

      “So you keep saying.”

      “Then I guess you should believe me.”

      “We both know I’m not one of those supermodels you date.”

      “You are you, which is far better.”

      “If you say so.”

      “I do.”

      She shook her head.

      Once he’d wrapped her in the large bath sheet, he made quick work of drying his own body. “I have a proposition for you.”

      All the relaxed lethargy drained from Kayla’s countenance and body, her mouth setting in a firm line, her body going taut. “I don’t want to talk about business. I’m still on vacation.”

      “It has almost nothing to do with the company.” He couldn’t say nothing because if she had fallen in with his plans to move on to his next venture with him, Andreas was not sure his eyes would have been opened to how their future was supposed to go.

      “Almost nothing?” she asked with clear distrust. She shook her head again. “No. I told you, you wouldn’t sex me into your way of thinking.”

      “Since when have I earned your suspicion like this?” he demanded, an unfamiliar feeling gripping at his impenetrable heart.

      It might have been hurt.

      “Don’t be disingenuous, Andreas.”

      “I am not. We have always been able to trust each other, Kayla. That has not changed.”

      Clear pain twisted her features. “Hasn’t it?”

      “No.” Could she doubt it?

      “We just made love.” She said it like an accusation. “Three times.”

      “It was fantastic.”

      She rolled her eyes. “Yes.”

      “Do not roll your eyes at me. How many people in the world do you think have sex as good as what happens when our bodies are joined?”

      “You think what we have is so special?” she asked with patent disbelief.

      “You don’t?” he demanded.

      “Then how could you just turn it off six years ago?”

      “I explained that.”

      “Yes.”

      “I made a mistake.” He’d been looking for the wrong kind of permanence with her, but then he hadn’t been ready for this step in his life then. Taking a wife wasn’t on his agenda six years ago, taking a business partner had been.

      “What? What are you saying? You made a mistake?” She sounded and looked shocked.

      “Come. We’ll have this discussion in the comfort of the bedroom.” He didn’t wait for her agreement, but led her to one of the armchairs by the window.

      Once she sat, he knelt on the pristine white carpet beside her, unbothered by his own nakedness, but absurdly grateful her delectable body was covered by the bath sheet. They would never get this discussion off the ground if his libido didn’t take a break, and an entirely naked Kayla would be too much of a temptation to deal with.

      “I’m not discussing business. I mean it, Andreas.” Oh, she sounded cranky.

      He almost smiled. “I believe you. Now, will you believe me that what I wish to talk about is more personal than business?”

      “Personal?” Her voice came out in a funny little very un-Kayla-like squeak.

      “Yes, personal.”

      Kayla pulled her legs up so her arms could wrap around her knees in the large armchair, a very self-protective pose, if she knew it. “Okay, I’ll listen.”

      “That is all I can ask.”

      She gave a bark of laughter. “Don’t kid yourself, Andreas. We both know whatever it is, you’re going to expect my cooperation. I’m just warning you, I’m done being a pushover where you are concerned.”

      “I have never considered you all that malleable.” If anything, she was the one person who could check him, whom he would listen to criticism from.

      She didn’t answer, just made a proceed motion with her hand, before clasping it with the other tightly around her curled legs once again. Oh, she might listen, but this wary Kayla was certainly in a different place than the friend he was used to.

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