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    Shelley Munro
    “This is the country,” Saber said, closing the door. “That’s why I knew it was safe to leave your shoes and bag until we went back for them.” He flicked on the light and led her down a long, carpeted passage. “I promised you a bed this time.”
    “So you did.” Emily strolled into the large, masculine room that was dominated by a king-sized bed. A farming magazine lay on a bedside cabinet along with a pile of change. A painting of the Southern Alps in the summer hung on the wall while a trio of paintings of lakes and snow-capped mountains adorned another. Queenstown, Lake Wakatipu and the Remarkables, she decided. He walked up behind her noiselessly, his arms curling around her waist before she’d realized he’d moved. “You’re very tidy,”
    she said to cover her embarrassing squeak.
    “A woman comes in to do the cleaning twice a week. I’ve been thinking about you naked in my bed for the entire drive out here.”
    The hoarse note in his voice told her it was the truth. It gave her the confidence to admit to her thoughts. “I’ve been fantasizing, too.”
    “Yeah?”
    Emily turned in his arms and grinned up at him. “Why don’t I show you?” She drew his head down and flicked her tongue across the seam of his lips in a move of pure provocation. He gathered her closer and kissed her, deepening the contact and taking over. Emily opened her mouth ready to protest, but he stilled her with the slow slide of his tongue into her mouth. His hands dropped to knead her bottom while he explored her mouth with increasingly urgent hunger. Emily forgot about arguing about control and went with the flow. The warmth of his hands seeped through the thin silk of her dress. Her sex felt moist and aching. Emily moaned, hungry for the pleasure she knew awaited her. Finally, needing to breathe, she pulled away and rested her forehead against his.
    Emily ran a lazy hand through his thick, dark hair. “Can I undress you? With the light on.”
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    His green eyes widened slightly. He hesitated before giving her an abrupt nod.
    “Don’t tease me too much. I don’t think my poor body can take it.”
    “Oh, I promise not to push too hard,” Emily whispered, pulling away to study him. Although he appeared in control, his erection tented his black trousers and his chest rose and fell noticeably. “I’ll tease you until the exact moment before it becomes too much.”
    “That’s what I’m afraid of,” he muttered. “Have at it. Where do you want me?”
    “The possibilities are endless.” Emily grinned, enjoying the verbal teasing. Sex with Michael had been furtive gropings on her parents’ front porch, and when they were married, they’d made love in the bedroom with the lights off. Quick. Painful. Boring. There was so much she wanted to try. She’d known there had to be more to making love than Michael had shown her. The memory of her release with Saber brought a shudder. Now she knew. Emily was positive there was more to come. Oops. Unfortunate choice of words. Her lips quirked in sudden amusement. Come. Yep, she fully intended to do that.
    “Like to share the joke?”
    “Um, no. Let me see. I think I’d like you to strip for my viewing pleasure.”
    Saber gaped but recovered quickly. “I can’t strip without music.”
    “No problem. I’ll provide the music. I’ll sing,” Emily said, neatly sidestepping his objection. She started to sing the first song that came to mind—something about believing in miracles.
    Tanned fingers yanked at the red tie and sent it flying through the air. It landed on top of a bedside lamp. He practically ripped off the pearl buttons on the white shirt as he tugged them free of buttonholes. Emily’s singing faltered when the cotton shirt parted to reveal his chest. He stood there, devilishly handsome and disheveled, driving her to distraction. His chest rose and fell with each breath. The soft clearing of a throat made her