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length of my arms.  I shivered involuntarily from the pleasure of his touch against my skin.  “Are you okay, Josephine?”
    I was anything but 'okay'.  The touch of his hands and sound of his voice was causing my senses to spin and I was frustrated that I couldn't read him.  It left me feeling vulnerable, unsettled and extremely turned on.
    I blinked a few times, remembering that he'd asked me a question that required an answer.
    "Yes, I'm just...” I began hesitantly as I turned my head to look up into the blue ocean of his eyes.  I was desperately searching for the right words but his piercing stare was making it impossible for me to think clearly.
    “Overwhelmed?" Stefan answered for me, his breathing unsteady.  "I can see it in your eyes.  There is no such thing as coincidence, Josephine.  We were supposed to meet tonight.”
    “We were supposed to meet?” I asked quietly.  I was frozen in place, amazed by the sincerity and emotion in his voice.
    “I suppose some would call it fate.” Stefan ran the back of his fingers over my cheek and down the length of my neck, his eyes smoldering as they followed the path of his hand. “You are not what I expected.  You are more.”
    “More?” I repeated slowly.  My hand moved on its own accord to trace the lines of his lips with my fingertips.  I wanted, no, I needed to touch him to see if this was just another dream.  I had to reassure myself that he was real.  His lips were soft and I felt and watched his mouth curve into a smile under my gentle touch.
    All he needed to do was kiss me and my flimsy self-control would snap in relief from the pressure.
    Without another word, his head lowered and his lips collided with mine.  His large hands pulled me tightly against him, molding us together.  His fingers sensuously moved up my back, finally stopping to lightly fist in my hair.  My body melted in his arms and my hands became busy working their way underneath the back of his shirt, relishing in the cool hardness of his body. His tongue begged for entrance into my mouth and I parted my lips to him, our tongues meeting and battling for control.
    His hands drifted down to impatiently tug on the tie to my wrap dress and I moaned into his mouth as it fell open.  His long fingers lingered against my skin as he pushed it over my shoulders.  Stefan's lips left mine for a moment, long enough for his hooded eyes to wander slowly and deliberately over my nearly naked body.
    “Beautiful,” he murmured thickly, reclaiming my lips in a brief kiss.  “Where is your bedroom?”
    "Down the hallway, Stefan," I breathed in response.
    He swept me up into his arms and my legs instinctively wrapped around his narrow waist.  His hands cupped my ass as he quickly carried me into my bedroom, softly placing me in the middle of the bed.  Stefan stood motionless above me as his eyes possessively raked over my body.  He was almost feline in nature, his posture predatory.
    “Stefan, take off your clothes. Please,” I whispered impatiently.  I couldn't wait to see him naked since he was close to perfection fully clothed.
    He leered at me for a moment and raised an eyebrow in response to my request.  He knew he had me exactly where he wanted me: nearly naked on my bed and writhing in need for him.
    And he was totally in control.
    “As you wish.”  His voice was deep as he pulled his shirt over his head swiftly and let it drop carelessly on the floor.  His large hands unbuttoned his jeans and his fingers moved slowly as they lowered the zipper.  He pushed them over his hips and let the denim fall around his feet.  He stood gloriously naked in front of me and my eyes shamelessly moved over his broad chest, down the planes of his finely muscled stomach to finally linger on the impressive length of his long cock.  If I had any doubt of his arousal before, I certainly didn't now.  He was hard and his cock was almost begging for me to touch him.
    “Do you like what you see,