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When he reached her bedroom, he lowered her to the bed. She smiled softly at him, and he leaned in and kissed her again. Had he ever wanted a woman as much as he wanted this one? The answer was no, not even the one he’d been engaged to. He straightened and stared down at her.

“I think you’ve bewitched me,” he said. She thought he was teasing her, but he meant it.

“All the better to lure you into my lair, pretty boy.”

He laughed. “Pretty boy? Baby, I think I need to show you the difference between a man and a boy.” He unbuttoned his shirt. “But first, we both have too many clothes on.” When she reached for the hem of her blouse, he put his hand over hers. “No, allow me the pleasure of unwrapping you. It’ll be like Christmas.”

“Shouldn’t I get to unwrap you, then?”

“Next time.” He tossed his shirt aside. “Stand up.”

Heat flared in her eyes. “Make me.”

All right, she liked games. So did he. There was a chair in the corner, and he went to it and sat. He didn’t speak.

She lasted two minutes before saying, “What are you doing?”

“Waiting.” He swallowed his smile when she scowled at him.

“For what?”

“You. Come here, Matti.”

She huffed but stood. If there wasn’t a glint in her eyes telling him she liked this game, he would end it, but there was. He spread his legs and pointed to the space between them. She narrowed her eyes as if she was going to refuse, and then… She ruined her game face by bursting into laughter.

Her laugh was deep and throaty, and he wanted to join in. It wasn’t easy, but he stayed true to the game and didn’t allow himself even the hint of a smile. She stopped between his legs and slapped a hand over her mouth in an attempt to stop her laughter.

“Sorry,” she muttered between her fingers.

“Are you really, or just saying what you think I want to hear?”

“I’m sorry?”

“No, you’re not.” He put his hands on her hips. “You’re being a very bad girl.”

“I try to be good, but it’s just so much more fun to be bad.”

He stood and turned her around. He put his hands on her shoulders and lowered his mouth to her ear. “Here’s a secret about me for you. Bad girls are my favorite.” A shudder traveled through her, and he smiled against her neck.

“Lucky me,” she whispered.

“Be still,” he said when she tried to face him. He reached around her and began to slowly unbutton her blouse.

She leaned her head against his chest. “I could do that faster.”

“Hush.” He resumed his task, and when the last button was free, he slid her blouse down her arms. “Should I take the time to fold this for you or just drop it on the floor?”

“Floor.”

“Done.” Her breathing came faster as he teased her with his fingers, trailing them across her stomach, then up to but not quite touching her breasts. “This bra is sexy on you, but it has to go.”

“Okay.”

“No talking. Just feel.” He wanted her mind on nothing but his touch. He pushed the hooks on her bra apart, then dropped it to the floor. “These beauties are a perfect fit in my hands. I don’t care if it takes hours, but I’m going to take my time learning what you like, what makes you moan, what it takes to make you scream my name.”

He smiled against her neck when she moaned. “That is the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. I’m a greedy bastard, and I want all your moans and all your screams.” He slid his hands down her stomach to the button of her jeans. “The upper half of you is perfect, Matti. Now, let’s see all of you.”

She pressed her bottom against his arousal, and he was the one groaning. “As good as that feels, it’s only a mere hint of how it’ll feel when we’re skin to skin.”