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reimbursed the coffee because it was keeping a new mother sane.” He nipped at her earlobe as his hands finally cupped her breasts, and the dual sensations made her suck in a breath. “Probably the same reason you worked late for three weeks after she came back from maternity leave so nobody would know she was struggling to catch up.”
    “I didn’t know you knew about that.”
    “I know everything that happens in my company, especially if you’re involved. And your compassion is one of the things I find very, very attractive about you.” His thumbs brushed her nipples through the satin of her bra. “Along with your eyes, your smile, your sense of humor. Those legs. Your laugh.”
    Rachel grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it over her head, hoping to prod him into less list-making and more lovemaking.
    “Oh, Merry Christmas to me,” Adrian murmured, and then he spun her in his arms so she faced him.
    Any response she might have made fled her mind as Adrian slid the straps of her festive red bra down over her shoulders. While his hands slid under the satin to bare her breasts to his touch, she began working on his buttons.
    Adrian Blackstone worked out. A lot. Rachel ran her fingertips across the tan expanse of his chest, her body shuddering as he grazed her nipples with his thumbs.
    “I’m not sure how slow I can take this,” he told her in a husky voice. “Just being near you has had me aroused for almost a year and a half, so you touching me...let’s just say I’m gritting my teeth and reciting football stats in my head so I don’t embarrass myself.”
    “Then let’s expedite this first meeting and schedule a lengthy, in-depth follow-up.”
    He laughed and unhooked the clasp of her bra. “Since you’re the keeper of my agenda, when can you pencil in that follow-up?”
    Emboldened by their casual ease, Rachel slid her hands down his taut stomach and unfastened his pants. “Twenty minutes from now?”
    Adrian let his shirt slide to the floor and started backing her toward the bed. “Let’s get to expediting, then.”
    The next few minutes passed in a sensual haze of stripping, kissing and touching. A lot of touching. His hands squeezed her breasts, holding her nipples captive to his tongue until she whimpered with need. As he teased her, she explored his body with her fingertips, feeling the muscles in his shoulders and his back and his ass.
    And it was even better than the many times she’d imagined it.
    “I’ve thought about this so many times and the reality is even better than the fantasy,” Adrian told her, lifting his head from her breasts, and she smiled at the synchronicity of their thoughts.
    The smile died, though, as his hand slipped between her legs. She arched her back as his fingers stroked her, the sensation almost too much to bear. And when he slid one finger inside of her, she couldn’t stop the moan.
    “You feel so good,” he whispered against her hair.
    “I want to feel you. ”
    Far too soon—and yet not soon enough—Rachel heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper and then Adrian was between her thighs. She sighed as he slowly entered her, his hard length pushing deeper with each slow stroke. The feeling was exquisite and she plunged her hand into his hair, making him kiss her as he finally buried himself fully inside of her.
    He groaned against her mouth as he moved, and the raw sound inflamed her. Running her hands over his shoulder blades, she raised her hips, finding his rhythm and then urging him to thrust faster. Harder.
    His back was hot and slick under her hands, and she reveled in the feel of his naked skin. As he moved within her, his breath blew hot against her neck and she closed her eyes to savor the sensations.
    “You are so beautiful,” he said in a husky voice as his fingertips bit into her breast.
    She moaned as the orgasm shook her and met him thrust for thrust as it racked her body. And when he collapsed on top of her, panting as much as she was,