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rest.”
    “I need you,” I said.
    He grinned so wide and it made my pulse quicken. “Then let’s get these clothes off you,” he said.
    “All I have on is this robe.”
    “Good. The quicker I have you naked, the better.”
    He untied the belt around my waist and pushed the robe off my shoulders. I pushed my arms back to let the robe fall down my arms. That jutted my breasts forward.
    “Oh, you’re killing me,” he said. He kissed down along my neck while one hand caressed my breast. Then he ran his tongue over to meet my other breast and encircled my nipple ever so gently.
    “Now you’re killing me,” I said.
    He took my nipple in his mouth. My head dropped back automatically in response to how good it felt.
    He reached down to feel between my legs. I was already so moist I saw the fabric glisten over his cock.
    “Let’s get you out of your clothes,” I said.
    I pulled the black fleece pullover over his head and then ran my hands over his chest. His chest and arms were defined from all those hours rock climbing and I smoothed the palm of my hands over his muscles.
    Then I undid his belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his black pants, in as much anticipation as an eight-year-old opening a gift at Christmas.
    He wasn’t wearing underwear.
    I reached inside and pulled out his cock, stroking it with one hand. Then I inched his pants down his hips, trying to expose more of him.
    I stood up and he followed, pulling his pants down his legs and then stepping out of them.
    “Perfection,” I said, admiring his muscled physique.
    We embraced again and kissed, while standing fully naked against each other. We ran our hands over each other’s bodies, touching, exploring and caressing.
    “This is so good,” he murmured. “There are so many parts of you I want to touch I wish had more than two hands.”
    “I can be patient and wait while you get to all of them,” I said.
    “Good. Because I plan to explore you for a long, long time. I hope you don’t have any plans for the rest of the night.”
    My mind flashed with the aftermath of the fire, the firehouse and Maya. What would I tell them? Some creature sucked enough of my blood I almost died, but Michel is actually a supernatural creature himself and he let me suck his blood? But we’re not sure what that means?
    “Nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow. Tonight is just for us.”
    “You’ve got that wrong,” he said. When I furrowed my brow, he said, “Tonight is just the start of us. I don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon.”
    “Then let’s start it the right way right now. I can’t wait for you much longer.”
    “So much for being patient,” Michel teased. He picked me up and carried me into the bedroom, laying me on the bed. He kissed from my ankles up to my thighs. “You might want to work on the patience because I plan on taking my time.”
    He kissed my upper thighs and I quivered under the feel of his lips.
    “You tease.”
    “I plan to.”
    He nuzzled against my thigh and nibbled softly.
    “Don’t make me wait too long,” I said.
    “Don’t you worry. Lie back.”
    I lay back against the pillow.
    He moved up to kiss my neck and paused as if regaining control. “We have all the time in the world.”

 
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    Smoldering Nights
     
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