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  "I hope you're sure about that," he murmured, his hand sliding up her thigh and over her waist to cup one firm breast and squeeze gently. "Roll over," he ordered her, his voice velvety soft, but insistent.

  Eyes widening at the gentle yet intractable command, Abigail swallowed, not so much nervous as intrigued as she rolled over to her belly without argument when Colin lifted his body from hers.

  Watching Abigail gracefully flip to her stomach, Colin released the breath he'd been holding, his insecurity that he'd crossed some unspoken line momentarily paralyzing him. His fear that that he had perhaps broken the spell they both seemed to have fallen under was quickly quieted when her almost instantaneous movement stilled his pounding heartbeat. Running his fingertips down her slender spine to stop just shy of her ass, he smiled as she shivered and a soft kitten-like sigh of satisfaction escaped her lips.

  Reaching out a hand, he gathered her dark silky hair in his hand, the soft strands caressing his palm. Sweeping it over her shoulder, he dropped a kiss to the center of the nape of her neck. "You don't know how long I've fantasized about this, Abigail," Colin murmured deeply, sliding his hands down her sides, her skin silk beneath his fingertips. "Having you beneath me," he breathed, peppering kisses down her spine, over her the firm globes of her ass. "Willing. Hot. Wet," he growled against her ass as he probed her snug depths with one long finger, finding her drenched in her own juices and entirely ready to be possessed.

  "God, Colin," Abigail gasped against the pillow, lifting her hips to meet the slow pump of his finger. "Yesssss." She shuddered when he added a second finger, stretching her, readying her for him, his warm lips pressing gentle kisses to the curve of her ass. "Please," she begged, wriggling her hips as his teeth nibbled one of her buttocks, "Don't make me wait.” She knew she was close to begging and didn’t care. There was something about this enigmatic man that called to her soul, assuring her that he was the man that could complete her and fill the empty ache within her soul.

  Dragging his lips back and forth against her ass, he chuckled. "Anticipation is half the fun, Sweetheart. And, as I remember it, I'm supposed to keep you distracted," he reminded her as thunder rumbled, shaking the bed. Kissing her dewy skin tenderly, he curled a hand possessively around her butt. "Have I ever told you how much I love your ass?" he said, his voice low and sexy in the dim room. "So firm and round," he murmured, caressing her skin. "For six years, I fought a hard-on every time you bent over to pick something up. I wonder if I should punish you for that," he drawled. “It was a damned inconvenient problem to have when surrounded with people.”

  "Maybe you shouldn't have fought so hard," Abigail remarked, her voice raspy as his tongue danced against her flesh. "We could have both been a lot happier if you’d acted on those impulses."

  Curling his finger inside her, he smiled as she whimpered. "Smartass." He grinned, pumping deeply into her with his fingers. "I prefer to think that this was well worth the wait."

  She couldn't deny that, especially when his body was responsible for unparalleled pleasure she'd never experienced before. Writhing against his hands and lips, she moaned. "You're driving me crazy," she accused him breathlessly. "Deliberately!"

  "How does it feel?" Colin asked, pinching her ass playfully as he rose behind her, one hand settling against her hip possessively. "You've been responsible for my own private hell for years, Abigail. I'm just returning the favor now," he informed her huskily, pulling her body closer as he pulled his fingers from her taught body. Guiding his own throbbing length to her core, he hissed as the blunt head of his cock finally met the pulsing channel that would lead him to heaven. "I feel like I've waited forever to have you like this," he whispered, slowly mounting her, bending forward so that his chest covered her back, his lips against her ear.

  Chapter Six

  Releasing a startled cry of pleasure as Colin slowly moved against her, teasing her with his length, Abigail swallowed. He thought he'd been tortured for years? She felt like she'd been living in purgatory without hope of reprieve since she’d agreed to come and work for him. . Each day, waiting for him to see her...to notice her. Not just as his colleague or a valued asset to his company, but as a woman that was madly in love with him. Yes, it had begun as infatuation...a crush, perhaps. But as she'd grown to know him...the real him...that side of himself that he rarely showed others, she'd fallen for him. Hard.

  He was a study in contradictions. Scarily brutal when pushed to his limits, but conversely amazingly tender and thoughtful when he thought no one watched him. Almost losing his son during his divorce from Hadley had stolen a piece of his soul. His ex-wife’s betrayal had left scars that Abigail doubted anyone, let alone herself, could heal. But for now, for tonight, she could give him this, a brief respite from the harsh realities that living life wrought on a person.

  Knowing now that his need had echoed her own, her heart raced, pounding heavily in her chest. His desperation matched hers. And the new information thrilled her as nothing ever had before in her life. For these moments at least, he belonged to her. And only to her. She didn’t share him with Hadley’s specter or any of the other individuals that made a thousand demands of him. She wanted to make each second count and savor it. Undulating her hips, she tried to entice him, the desire to feel that long, hard length inside her a tangible thing in the airless hotel room.

  Lightning flashed beyond the window and another boom of thunder shook the room. Distantly she heard the wind howl, but those were worries far beyond her scope of concern. More importantly, she could feel Colin's ragged breath washing over her neck, evidence of his own excitement in the shadowed room. His heart raced where it pressed against her chest, every beat thumping against her, letting her know the level of his arousal.

  She smiled into the pillow when his hand tightened around her hips.

  "Be still," he growled against her ear, his voice tight as he fought for control.

  "Or what?" she taunted, rocking her hips against his groin again. "What will you do, Colin?" she asked, her voice seductive as she rubbed her own wet need against him, trying to coax his body into action. Wriggling her hips from side to side intentionally to torment him, she mocked, "You wouldn't spank me, would you?"

  She never knew what possessed her to challenge him in that moment. Later, she’d swear an evil temptress had taken possession of her body, making her say and do things the normal Abigail Donavan would never be capable of doing. It was as though she was intentionally holding a lightening rod in the eye of the storm, daring Mother Nature to do her worst. He gently bit her shoulder as his hand connected with the curve of her ass, the slap echoing harshly in the room and pulled her mind back to the present moment.

  "Wouldn't I?" he whispered as her surprised gasp filled the air. Elation skittered down his spine when her lusty moan filled the room.

  "Colin, yes," Abigail moaned as the sting was immediately soothed by the warmth of his palm, the small bit of love play firing her blood. "Again," she moaned, turning her head to capture his lips for an erotic kiss.

  "God, yes!" Colin groaned as his palm connected again, making her squirm beneath him as he prodded her tight depths again, rolling his hips forward to sink into her.

  Lifting an arm to curl around his neck as she balanced on her elbow, Abigail met his shallow thrust with a lift of her hips, bringing him deeper. "Again," she purred against his lips as she felt his cock pulse inside her.

  Thrusting harder, Colin felt Abigail's soft walls clutch him, caressing his cock. "Fuck," he bit out against her mouth as his hand connected with her soft flesh again, earning him a lusty cry against his mouth. God, she was fire in his hands, threatening to burn him alive with her intensity. "You're incredible," he breathed when she moved against him again. In all his fantasies, he'd never pictured this level of sensuality...the sheer eroticism of their lovemaking put anything he'd ever dreamed to shame.

  "Harder," Abigail demanded adamantly, sucking his tongue between her lips as his hips pumped faster again
st her, his length burying inside her. No man had ever taken her this deeply, this completely. She could feel him in every cell of her body, filling her, satisfying her...and she never wanted it to end.

  "You want harder, Sweetheart?" Colin replied darkly, pressing a hard kiss against her lips before pulling back to grip both hips in his strong hands. "I'll give it to you hard," he grunted, pulling her back against him as he thrust into her.

  "Unngggh!" Abigail moaned, her hands clawing the sheet as he filled her. Again and again, he pushed into her body, filling her, then retreating, pushing her toward the edge of sanity before quickly pulling her back into his unforgiving embrace. Rain pounded the building, the fat drops hitting the window with a force that had she been aware, would have scared her. But in those moments, all she could concentrate on was her lover's body moving within her, delivering such bliss that everything else became non-existent. "Colin! God, Colin," Abigail gasped, meeting every tilt of his hips with a lift of her own, matching his speed and passion with her own.

  "Love this sweet ass," Colin growled as he palmed the firm globes in his hand, watching as his glistening cock slick with her syrup disappeared into the tight wet cave of her body. Caressing the puckered opening as he possessed her, he heard her ardent cries filling his ears. "You like that, sweetheart?" he asked darkly, barely thrusting a finger inside her as he continued to stroke her depths.

  "Mmmm hmmm," she hummed, panting as his fingertip breached the forbidden place...that place she'd never allowed any man to explore. Stiffening as his finger went a little deeper, she inhaled raggedly as she lowered a hand to stroke her own slick bud, heightening the pleasure already thrumming through her body.

  "Abigail?" Colin murmured, slowing his strokes as he stilled his finger within her.

  "Don't you dare stop!" she gasped, clenching her body around his cock, desperate for release.

  Amazed, Colin shook his head. "You're just full of surprises, Sweetheart," he murmured appreciatively, rocking his hips harder against him, his heavy sacks slapping her flesh. "Dark, naughty surprises," he whispered hotly, covering her body and kissing her neck.

  Tightening herself around him, she pulled a groan from his lips. "I love what you're doing to me," she whispered urgently against his lips. "You make me wild, Colin," she mumbled, licking his lower lip as he grunted his pleasure, his neck cording with the effort it took him to hold back.

  "Wild," he agreed, kissing her deeply as his cock pulsed within her. "I'm close," he ground out, pulling his finger from her ass to reach around her body, finding her swollen clit easily. "God, Abigail...so close," he panted, using the pad of his fingertip to work her toward paradise.

  "Mmmm," Abigail hummed against his lips as her own pinnacle built, the tingling in her clit warning her that she, too, hovered on the cusp of a powerful orgasm. "Fill me up, Colin," she breathed hotly, capturing his lower lip and nipping sharply.

  "God, yes," he hissed, tangling his tongue with hers as he let himself go, his hips rising and falling frantically, his movements disjointed as he searched for that bone-numbing orgasm just beyond his grasp. Her body encased his cock tightly as he felt himself swelling inside her. "Unnnnngggghhhhh!" he groaned deeply, throwing his head back as he felt himself release the first long jet of his essence inside her, the force of his orgasm grinding his teeth together. "Fuck, baby," he hissed, moving his fingers furiously against her slick bud as his body exploded inside her. "Come with me," he whispered between kisses, his body still surging against hers, the walls of her sweet pussy caressing every inch of him.

  The eye of her own personal storm was upon her, and it was as inescapable as anything raging outside. "Ah, ah, ah," Abigail moaned, her cries low and throaty as her eyes drifted closed and pleasure surrounded her.

  "So beautiful," Colin whispered, watching her face tighten as her pussy convulsed around him, wringing a second wave of bliss from him.

  "Colin!" she screamed hoarsely as her arm contracted around his neck and his fingers pinched her stiff bud gently, rendering her helpless as her body shuddered beneath his.

  Collapsing face first into the pillow below as the waves of satisfaction slowly receded, leaving her body spent and exhausted, tangled in the damp sheets, she felt his body fall against hers, a buffer between herself and reality.

  "Abigail?" Colin murmured when he could breathe again, pressing gentle kisses against her exposed cheek where she lay against the bed. "You okay, Sweetheart?" he asked, tucking her hair behind her ears with tender fingers.

  "Uh huh," Abigail responded contentedly, her eyes still closed.

  Rolling onto his side, Colin smiled when she immediately scooted to snuggle her back to his chest, her body completely relaxed. "I think the hurricane is passing," he whispered against her bare shoulder.

  "What hurricane?" Abigail smiled weakly, turning her head to look at him with soft, satisfied eyes.

  And smiling, Colin bent his head over hers. "Right answer," he whispered before covering her lips.

  Returning his kiss, Abigail grinned. "As far as distractions go, you might be just what the therapist ordered, Agent Storm."

  "My special brand of therapy hasn't even begun yet. That was just my introductory lesson," Colin whispered. "The way I see it, you've got several more sessions to go," he replied seductively, rolling to cover her body again.

  And as Abigail Donavan happily closed her eyes, she felt the passion between them begin to build again.

  She knew the hurricane would pass, but the storm…it was only just beginning.

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