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away from him to release the top button of his coat. She moved on to the second, and he lifted her chin with a finger to gaze directly into her eyes. He kissed her gently and once again moved his hands from her thighs to her hips as she continued to work his buttons, never taking her eyes off his.
    His lips curved in anticipation.
    Their passion had always been strong enough to bring down the walls and mold them into one being. The fire they once had seemed to never die.
    Once the last button popped free, Dana ran her hands inside his coat and across his tight stomach, feeling the heat sear through his shirt. Her hands slid across his ribs, to his muscled chest, and over his shoulders, pushing his coat down to the floor. She pulled his shirt from his pants and ran her hands along that same path, licking her lips when her hands met flesh. A groan erupted and escaped through his clenched teeth.
    She placed a gentle kiss on his chin, pushed the shirt off his shoulders, and threw it on the counter.
    He gripped her hips, grinding his erection against her while he ravished her mouth. Nick tore the thin material of her thong, which escalated her excitement and the need to have him. She fumbled to unbuckle his belt, and finally made quick work to unfasten his pants, pushing them and his boxers down in one swift movement.
    His lips left her to nuzzle the tender flesh below her earlobe. “I need you…now,” he whispered, kicking his shoes off and tossing his pants across the kitchen.
    “Oh?” Dana grasped his shoulders. He hissed a puff of air and gritted his teeth. Nick was beautiful, sun-tanned with six-pack abs stacked hard, and ready—for her.
    She held the base of his erection while he nudged her closer to the edge of the counter. He pushed her hand away. “Wrap your legs around me, baby, and hold on. I can’t wait any longer.”
    Dana linked her arms around his shoulders and locked her feet at the small of his back. Her fingernails dug into his skin and her head dropped back when he entered her in one quick, deep thrust.
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    He bore down on her, buried in all the way, and her muscles tightened around him, momentarily keeping him there. He stilled a few heartbeats to regain control.
    “You feel so good.”
    He slowly withdrew, moved back in, and then hesitated. Dana raised her head. She framed his face in her hands and kissed him hard. “Don’t tease me, Nicholas.”
    Smiling, he picked up a slow rhythm. “Is this what you want, Dana? Tell me, honey. Tell me what you want.”
    “Oh, yes, Nicholas. Yes,” she gasped. “I want you. I want this, please.”
    His lips captured hers as he continued a smooth rhythm, soon matching her thrust, deeper and deeper. Then he stilled. An emotion of coming home washed over him and what he’d wanted all along. What he needed. Nick had dreamed, for five long years, of being with Dana again. Returning to her had kept him going on those long, lonely nights at sea. Telling her the truth was a must, before they went any further.
    “Dana…”
    She frowned. “Nicholas, what is it?”
    “Dana, I need to tell you what happened…”
    “Don’t, please. Not now. Not tonight. I need you. Please, Nicholas.” She wiggled her hips, grinding against him and clenching her inner muscles to keep him buried inside her.
    “Baby, that’s exactly what I needed to hear, but I don’t want to do this on the kitchen counter. I want you in my bed.” Forever . “Hold tight. I’m carrying you upstairs.”
    She giggled and tightened her arms around his neck as he lifted her from the counter. He walked slowly through the kitchen and then the living room. The jarring motion between their bodies was beyond erotic and nearly enough to send him over the edge. He stopped a couple of times on the stairs to hoist her from slipping, and finally made it to his bedroom door.
    He gently laid her on the edge of his four-poster, pillow top bed, leaning over her and never once losing connection with her. Nick