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at his striking features.
    “You’re not going to believe this either.” He grinned.
    “What?”
    “My friend left champagne and a few other treats.” Motioning with one hand, he held her waist with the other, guiding her to the small table across the room. An old, weathered wood table sat covered with a red paisley cloth, a picnic basket, two champagne glasses, and a bottle sitting in ice bucket, chilling.
    “Are you sure it was your friend?” She pulled the card from the basket.
    Enjoy you two, compliments of Madame Evangeline .
    Tawny peeked through the contents of the basket in amazement.
    “Caviar, fresh strawberries, chocolate dip, wow, there’s a whole feast here.” Laura wasn’t kidding when she said she’d requested a few extras. The pampering was exquisite. Her exhilaration soared, only matched by her accelerating arousal.
    “Unbelievable.”
    She followed his gaze to discover a makeshift bed of several lavish blankets and pillows on the floor. On top of the pillow lay a box of For Her Pleasure Condoms and a variety pack of flavored, heating lubricant.
    “I guess they expect we’re going to—uh—follow through with the evening’s itinerary?” He drew closer to her with one hand still holding her waist. She looked up to find his brooding eyes watching her.
    “This is so strange; I don’t even know your name.” Her inhibitions still lingered, although dampened somewhat.
    “I’m—”
    “No!” She placed her hand over his taut lips. “It’s easier if I don’t know.” Her heart raced, every atom of her body beginning to quiver from the wet, the chill, and the growing excitement. A shock wave of longing ran through her. “No expectations, no commitment—”
    “—and no disappointment,” he finished.
    A mutual grin was followed by the sweetest silence. His invading eyes were intoxicating. The butterflies somersaulted in her stomach. The urge to kiss him consumed her; her chest grew tight with anticipation. She couldn’t hold back any longer. She had to taste his lips.
    Tawny inhaled deeply, gathering her courage. She placed her hands along the sides of his face, cradling his cheeks as she plotted her target. His reception made it easy for her to be the initiator. With a final exhale, she released the last of her modesty and leaned in, soliciting the first taste of his succulent mouth.
    Although she initiated the kiss, she succumbed to his commanding lips. With obsessive force, he pulled her against the hardness of his body, but leaned his head back and examined her eyes.
    “So stranger, are you up for a little adventure?” He peered down at her, taunting, moving closer to her and then pulling away when she tried to accept him.
    “Are you?” She challenged with a seductive grin. Mirroring his tease, she held back as he moved in again. She leaned farther as he gripped her waist, urging her close and not letting go.
    “You have no idea.”
    “Neither do you. It’s been a long time for me, and I have a lot of catching up to do.”
    He clutched her hair while he pulled her to his fervent lips. Lost in the warm wetness of his kiss, she was surprised to discover her hands moving of their own accord, pulling open the cold, wet shirt, and exploring the hard plains of his chest and abdomen with her fingers. The heat of his skin and firmness of his sculpted muscles spurred her on to push the sopping clothes off his shoulders. Accepting his tongue with hers, and his hands around her body, she welcomed the impatient removal of her dress and then her chemise.
    While his roaming hands fondled the shape of her corset, her aching breasts spilled over the confines of her bodice. The exquisite heat of his mouth quested down her neck to her chest. She let out a sigh of bliss, and then a gasp when he captured the peak of her erect nipple in his teeth and sucked it into his warm mouth.
    She tugged at his pants, pushing them off his hips and gripping the firm flesh of his ass as he stepped out of the