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“Are you going to take off your clothes?”

He paused, another of those strange expressions passing across his face. He tossed the belt next to me, then pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a firm, sculpted torso.

Fuck.

He was his own work of art.

I watched him as he came over and wrapped the robe’s belt around my forearms. The short-sleeved shirts he’d worn in the studio hadn’t done him justice. As he shifted, I saw a tattoo covering the top half of his back, a bird of some sort, the wings across his shoulder blades.

“Eagle?” I asked as he moved around to stand near my feet.

“Phoenix.” He ran his fingers up my calf. “You really have no idea how sexy you look like this, do you?”

My heart gave a funny thump. He’d been intense yesterday behind the camera, but this was something else. “I bet you say that to all the girls you tie up,” I teased.

He smiled. “Not at all.”

Before I could try to figure out what he meant by that, he was kicking his pants aside, and I was...distracted. The half-dozen darkened fumblings I’d had in college hadn’t left much time or light for me to see much, but I had no doubt that neither of my exes could measure up to Alix Wexler – combined.

“Shit,” Alix muttered.

It was only then that I realized he was holding something in his hands.

“Damn condom tore.” He tossed it into the trash. “I only had one.” He smiled at me. “Guess we’ll have to stick to another kind of fun.”

I shook my head. If we didn’t do this now, I doubted we ever would. And I wanted it. Wanted him. “I’m on the pill, and I haven’t been with anyone in a couple years.”

He studied me for a moment, and I could see him weighing the pros and cons. The moment I saw him surrender to his desire, my stomach twisted. “I get tested regularly. I’m clean.” He kneeled on the bed, hands resting on my ankles. “Are you sure?”

“Come on now, you’re not going to be leaving a lass all tied up with nowhere to go, are you?” I purposefully thickened my accent, grinning up at him.

He smiled back, leaning down to take my nipple between his lips. I gasped, arching up against him, surprised at the rough suction.

“Too much?” he asked, glancing up at me.

“No,” I breathed. “More.”

Guys usually treated me like I was going to break, but Alix didn’t seem to have that problem. His thumb stroked over my clit, the pressure hard enough to make me jerk. Teeth worried at my nipple, sharp bites of pain that didn’t cancel out the pleasure from his mouth and his hand. He slid a finger inside, and my head fell back, eyes closed.

“Look at me, Sine.”

I squirmed, hips moving as his finger and thumb continued to work between my legs. My hands opened and closed over my head, the need to touch, to hold, frustrated me more than I thought possible.

“Sine.”

He didn’t shout, but the authority in his voice made me open my eyes. I gasped as a second finger pushed inside, but as soon as my eyelids started fluttering...

“Don’t.”

I looked at him, saw the dark hair fall across his forehead, and my fingers itched to push it back.

“I want to touch you,” I confessed, my voice close to begging. “Please, Alix.”

He shook his head, eyes on my face as he bent his head, flicked his tongue against my nipple. He twisted his fingers, sending a new rush of sensations through me.

“Don’t close your eyes,” he cautioned. “I want you watching me as I make you come on my fingers.”

Sex with my two previous partners hadn’t been entirely unpleasant, but I’d had to use my own fingers to make sure I finished. If the pressure building in my belly was any indication, I wouldn’t need to do that tonight.

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