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and the magick of the sexual intimacies between consenting adults. The pleasures to be derived…
    The weight of his body settled on the bed next to her, and she felt the warmth of his body heat. Her insides quivered in anticipation of the enchantment the rest of the night would bring.
    “That’s an intriguing expression.” He brushed a tender kiss against her mouth and on each tautly puckered nipple. “What are you thinking about that put such a mysterious smile on those tempting lips and tightened those nipples into tasty-looking morsels?”
    She opened her eyes and took in his handsome features. “Just pondering the wonders of nature and interesting twists and turns of life. When I got up this morning, I never would have guessed this is where I’d be tonight.”
    “Sometimes we’re drawn to a place or a person without knowing why. We only know that for some reason it’s where we’re supposed to be. Then nature reveals the path we’re meant to follow.”
    He handed her the room service menu and flashed a sexy smile that melted her heart. “And right now that path leads to dinner.”
    Raina took the menu from him, looked over the choices, and made her selection. Devon called room service, adding a bottle of champagne to their dinner order. He returned his attention to her. “They said it would be about forty-five minutes. Do you want to dress for dinner,” a teasing grin tugged at the corners of his mouth, “or dine au naturel ?”
    “That long black slinky backless number and a pair of bikini panties are the only pieces of clothing I have with me. If you want me to put that on, I’ll be glad to. But if—”
    “Au naturel it is! Now, for my next question, how would you like to occupy the time until dinner arrives?”
    There was no mistaking the sexy gleam in his eyes or the way he visually caressed her naked body. A quick jab of anxiety poked at her, leaving her feeling even more naked than she actually was and somehow strangely vulnerable. Should she say what he obviously wanted to hear? No…that was the path she usually traveled. She would not let her insecurities shove her back into that place she was trying to escape, the place where she felt obligated to please others at her own expense. Not selfishly thinking only of herself but trying to maintain a fair balance.
    “If it’s okay with you, I think I’d like to have a glass of wine from that bottle you opened when we arrived and enjoy it over some conversation.” It took her a couple of seconds to realize she was holding her breath waiting for his response.
    His sincere smile reached out to her as he took her hand to assist her from the bed. “That sounds like an excellent suggestion.”
    He paused, tilted his head, and shot her a questioning look. “Would you feel more comfortable if you had something to wear? Putting on your dress obviously isn’t very practical.” Without waiting for her answer, he took a T-shirt from the drawer and handed it to her. “You can use this as a cover-up, if you’d like. Or, if you prefer, there are a couple of hotel robes in the closet, but I think they’re a little too bulky to be comfortable while eating dinner.”
    She took the T-shirt from him and held it up in front of her body, noting that the length hit her about mid-thigh. She quickly pulled it on over her head. Even though they sort of agreed to stay au naturel, she felt better with something to wear.
    “Thank you.” She smiled to show her appreciation. A warm feeling flooded her body, one as much emotional as physical. It had been a very considerate gesture on his part. The tender affection continued to flow through her, building and expanding with each breath she took. Devon had proven to be a truly remarkable man. Not only as a sex partner and teacher, but in every sense of the word. She had anticipated great things from him, and he had far exceeded her expectations.
    He brushed his fingertips gently against her cheek, then tucked a stray lock