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His hand wrapped around her nape, forcing her to look up at him.
    “How about I give you a real kiss and you null our agreement?” Carly replied.
    “Don’t press your luck, Carly,” he cautioned, lightly touching the tip of his nose with hers.
    “Then, I fail to see how kissing you benefits me in any way. It’s not like if I don’t you’d force yourself on me.” Carly arched her back away from him, putting some distance between them.
    “Ooh, is that fear I smell?” he replied, tightening his hold on her.
    “One kiss and you let me go.”
    Alex nodded.
    Carly brushed her hands up his muscular arms to his neck, and laced her fingers in his hair. She rose on her toes, and Alex met her lips halfway, capturing her in his arms, pressing her body up his. His tongue pushed through her lips, finding its way inside the hotness of her mouth. Carly welcomed the intrusion, drawing it further inside her mouth. He stroked his fingers up her bared back, and around her neck, tugging her long waves.
    He unfastened her gown, letting it pool at her feet. “Oops,” Alex murmured.
    Carly’s hands explored his chest, undoing his shirt’s buttons. She dragged it out of his pants, and parted it in half, revealing his strong chest.
    “Oops,” she said, replacing her hands with scorching kisses from his neck down to his chest. A groan escaped Alex when Carly touched her lips to one of his nipples. Her hands slid to the waistband of his pants, and Alex reached down, helping her with his belt.
    Alex entwined his hands in her hair when Carly sank to her knees and slipped her hands in his boxers. He closed his eyes, enjoying the way her soft hands closed around his engorged length. If he allowed her to continue, he’d lose control, so he pulled her back up and kissed her without restraint. He lifted her, wrapping her legs around his hips. Cupping her ass with his hands, he carried her to the master bedroom.
    He placed Carly on his bed and gave her an appreciative glance. “Carly…”
    “Ssshh. Don’t ruin it saying the wrong thing, Alex. What, are you afraid of me?” She closed her eyes, and arched her back, raising her hips in invitation.
    The moment he’d laid eyes on her at the charity, seeing how beautiful she looked, he’d known the waiting was over. She’d be his tonight. Alex covered her with his body and captured her mouth once more with an urgent kiss. She slid her fingers through his hair pulling him closer, arching her body into him. He brushed his lips along her jawline until he found the sensitive spot by her earlobe.
    The way her body responded to his kisses, to his touch, drove him nearly insane. Her scent teased his nostrils, and the heat from her body enveloped him. A thrill of need shot down his spine, making his cock ache. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his hot breath kissing her skin. Alex wanted to take his time, drive her wild with the same passion building within him. Carly scrunched the satin sheets when his warm hands cupped her breasts. The tip of his tongue circled one taut nipple before his lips closed around it, drawing it in his mouth. He lavished her other breast with the same attention. Carly arched her body not wanting to lose contact with his mouth.
    Alex lingered at her navel, glancing up at her. A wave of satisfaction ran through him at seeing her eyes closed, biting her lower lip, lost in the sensations his caresses were triggering. The throbbing of his cock reminded him this was exactly what he sought, her sweet surrender. His hands stroked her bare legs, finding their way to her core. Tracing the line of her black lace thong, his fingers slid at the ends tearing it apart in one quick pull.
    “You owe me two thongs now.” Her voice was barely audible.
    “Maybe you shouldn’t wear any,” Alex whispered against her skin. He spread her legs, placing kisses along her thigh. His expert fingers found their way into her core, and slid through the warmth of her folds. He closed his