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accelerated.
    He nuzzled her neck. “Are you close?”
    She nodded, then knowing he liked her to say it, found her words. “Yes, sir. I’m,”—she gasped at another deep thrust—“very … ah … close.”
    He nipped her earlobe, sending her close to the point of no return, then murmured in her ear, “Tell me when you come. And use my name. Call me Dane.”
    Then he thrust deep again, just as his finger found her clit.
    “Oh, I’m coming.” Pleasure swamped her senses. “Dane. You’re. Making. Me.” She moaned. “Come!”
    He drove deep and she felt his liquid heat gush inside her.
    He kept thrusting, building her pleasure even more. Her orgasm went on and on, then he spiraled inside her and she gasped. “Oh, Dane.” She gasped and wrapped her arms tighter around him. “Oh, yes.” She nearly fainted at the exquisite pleasure he gave her.
    Finally, it ebbed and she sucked in air as she collapsed against the bed.
    “Oh, my God, that was,”—she pushed her hair back from her face—“sensational.”
    His lips found hers and the passion of the kiss surprised her. His tongue stroked deeply as his hand caressed her face. He rolled her onto her side, then drew her close to his body. Her head rested against his muscular chest, his heart thumping under her ear.
    She was tired, and she’d had a little too much champagne, and she definitely didn’t want to think about what all this meant, so she just nuzzled against him and allowed herself to relax until soon sleep took her.
    *   *   *
    Dane woke up and instantly knew he was in trouble. Jessica’s face was pressed against his chest, her soft breath caressing his skin, her warm naked body so close, acting like an aphrodisiac.
    Damn it, he couldn’t be falling in love with the woman his brother loved. It was idiocy. It would ruin everything he’d done to mend fences with Rafe.
    He could tell the instant she woke up … and stiffened in his arms.
    “Good morning, Jessica.” His lips brushed the top of her head.
    “Good morning, Mr. Ranier.”
    *   *   *
    Dane’s arm tightened around Jessica’s waist and she felt herself rolled back, then she gazed up at Dane Ranier, him gazing down at her in turn, his large, masculine body covering hers.
    “Not Mr. Ranier. Call me Dane.” His deep blue eyes bored into her, demanding acquiescence.
    Her breath caught and she nodded. “Dane,” she said breathlessly.
    Then his lips brushed hers. Coaxingly. Until, with her heart pumping erratically, hers moved, too, as she was swept away by his sublime tenderness. His tongue swept into her mouth and she opened, welcoming him. Wanting him to devour her in this loving onslaught.
    He deepened his kiss and her arms slid around him, pulling him closer, wanting to eliminate any distance between them, wanting to absorb him into her body. Her need for him grew so intense, she thought she’d die from the ache in her heart.
    Then his lips slipped away and she wanted to protest, but he kissed along her cheek, then nuzzled the base of her neck, sending tingles of joy flooding through her.
    He eased back and gazed at her body. Her breasts swelled and her nipples elongated. He smiled and stroked a finger down the middle of her chest, between her breasts, then over one mound to the tight nipple at its peak. When he touched it, ever so gently, she gasped. He leaned forward and licked the hard nub, then gently took it in his mouth and drew on it lightly. The exquisiteness of his touch made her want to weep. His tongue swirled over it and she arched forward, needing to be even closer to him. Needing to be completely possessed by him.
    “Oh, Dane. I need you.”
    He drew back his head and his simmering navy eyes caught on hers. She could see a depth of longing there she’d never seen before.
    “I need you, too,” he murmured.
    His hand stroked down her belly toward his swollen, rock-hard cock, then she felt his hardness press against her. She widened her legs, opening for