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“Where's your bedroom?"
    Cody lifted her like she weighed nothing, and his strength thrilled her. He carried her to one of the closed doors, and she turned the knob and pushed. The city lights dimly illuminated the room, which was nearly full with the huge bed. Wicked images jumped through her mind at the sight of the acre covered in silk.
    Something special was going to be shared between them in that space. It was going to be in turns wicked and sweet, like Cody. She couldn't ignore, though, that she'd only known him a week. She tried to set it aside, but the fact that they hadn't shared much physically beyond less-than-innocent kisses made her tense.
    "You just say stop if you don't like something, all right? If anything doesn't feel right, tell me and we'll do something else. This is all about you,” he said as if he was reading her mind. “I'm not going to do anything that you don't want, darlin', and if you want to go back to cuddling, just say the word."
    "I trust you, Cody.” His promise eradicated her last doubtful thoughts. She'd been drawn to him even when she'd been suspicious of his motives. Now she knew him, even if it was a short courtship, and knew he would never intentionally hurt her. “I trust you to make everything all right."
    He was smiling when he settled her on the bed. She scooted back until she sat against the headboard and couldn't help but return the smile. He was hard and big, bigger than any man she'd seen outside of medical books, and just the sight of him excited her.
    With an ease speaking of his comfort with her, he stripped. Already excited, his growing erection put to rest any doubts she had about him finding her attractive. He switched a bedside lamp on before turning off the overhead light.
    He sat on the edge of the bed, leaving some distance between them but wasting no time moving closer. She couldn't possibly resist the expanse of warm male suddenly before her. Her fingers needed activity, and as he began to rub her arms with his big hands she let hers explore. His body hair was wiry and dark, a rough delight to her palms as she dispensed with hesitant touches and caressed him with her whole hands. She didn't want to miss any part of him.
    If she was to wake up and it was all a fantasy, she wanted it to be one hell of a dream. Her hospital issue scrubs provided little resistance once he started untying the feeble strings. If the plain white cotton of her panties and bra weren't the sexiest things, it didn't matter because he removed them with the same efficiency as her clothes. For a moment he paused to look, and she forced herself not to squirm under the sudden scrutiny. There were reasons she'd only made love in the darkness, but the lust in Cody's face made her forget what they were.
    Not waiting for any more invitation than her being naked and willing before him, he took her nipple in his mouth. Sucking just hard enough, he made her arch for more of the new sensation. Everything felt bigger, harder, and stronger than anything she'd ever experienced and she wanted it all.
    She felt like a new toy as he explored every inch of her, taking his time with her breasts but also rubbing his hands up and down her arms to make her even warmer. Delightful friction burned everywhere he touched. She wanted more. As intoxicating as his touch was, her hands felt empty.
    His pupils dilated when she reached closer and wrapped her hand around his cock. With the lights on she should have been more shy, but she wasn't, not when she was getting responses like Cody's. He pulled her hand away from him and shook his head when she protested.
    "I'm already not going to last as long as I want, Poppy.” He kissed her mouth to silence her protest and moved closer on the bed. “We've got all night, darlin'. Let me handle this first part."
    She'd promised herself she wouldn't be “handled” anymore but she was happy to make an exception for Cody Patrich and his incredible lovemaking. He tangled his