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this terrible, wonderful ache.
    Then he did move and she thought she was going to scream. She lifted her hips, trying to adjust to his size and he shifted even deeper! She couldn’t believe how full she felt, how perfect! It was as if she were finally whole, as if something had been missing all her life and she hadn’t even known it.
    She closed her eyes, pressing her lips closed as she tried to…nope, that wasn’t going to work. She arched again, feeling her body strain closer, reaching for something, gasping as he pressed into her again and again. She heard strange sounds, but had no idea that those sounds were coming from her, that he was watching her from above and having trouble holding back. And then she felt something new, his hand down there and…she had no idea what was happening but the most incredible, intense and pleasurable wave washed over her and she held on tightly, unaware that her nails were digging into the muscles of his shoulders or that he was right behind her with his own climax.
    She couldn’t breathe but didn’t care, couldn’t feel anything but that shockingly intense feeling of pure bliss. She was floating, drifting on a wave of happiness so wonderful, she didn’t even want to open her eyes, instinctively knowing that she didn’t want reality to intrude on this moment. As she drifted off to sleep, she was only vaguely aware of the source of warmth leaving her, but smiled when it returned.
    Rocco came back from the bathroom and looked down at the incredible woman sprawled out on his bed, her curls spread out on his pillow and all he wanted to do was make love to her again. He never stayed with a woman after sex. Hell, he never brought a woman back to his place for sex, always going to her place so he could leave afterwards. But he couldn’t pull himself away from this woman. The thought flitted through his mind that he could go down to his office and work, or even use one of the other seven bedrooms in the house. He rejected both options and pulled the sheets over his lovely lady, pulling her against him. He reached out and turned off the light, smiling in the darkness as Brianna curled up against him, her delicate hand smoothing across his chest.
    He liked this woman, he thought suddenly. He didn’t really know her, had barely even spoken to her, but he instinctively liked her as a person.
    Rocco was just about to close his eyes, to rest for only a moment while enjoying her softness against his side, when something suddenly occurred to him. It was so startling, he almost jerked with the realization that Brianna had been virgin! He’d felt the resistance, had seen the flinch in her face but had been too overwhelmed by the need to bury himself inside of her to take a moment to understand. He hadn’t ever been with a virgin before, and was astonished that someone as lovely and sexy as Brianna hadn’t ever been with another man.
    Damn! The smile that formed on his face in the darkness was only a mild reaction to what he was thinking. Inside, he was feeling on top of the world and he pulled her even closer against his side, feeling both protective and possessive. He’d give her a few minutes to sleep, then would wake her up and start the whole process over again. Much slower this time around. Much more thoroughly too.

Chapter 2

    Brianna sat up and gasped, looking around in the darkness as the horror of what she’d actually done penetrated through her sleep-muddled mind.
    She looked down and saw the man sleeping on his stomach. His hand reached out, automatically reaching for her since she’d just knocked it off.
    “No!” she whispered, then covered her mouth with her hand when the man shifted in his sleep. He was obviously reaching for her and she quickly scooted out of range, holding the sheet against her nakedness. When he continued to reach for her, she pushed a pillow closer to him and breathed a silent sigh of relief when he pulled the pillow closer, accepting that the stuffing