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her in place, his fingertips circling with promise but not touching her sensitive bud. Not yet,
princess. He leaned close enough to whisper in her ear, Say the words.
She gasped, cried, and strained, then whimpered, Let me come. Make me yours, Blake.
For you? Always. With one fluid motion, he rammed himself inside her up to his balls, flicked
her clit, and roared his pleasure as she screamed her release.
Chapter Twelve
Olivia woke slowly. She was lying on her side, something warm and resilient beneath her ear.
Blake s powerful biceps, she registered lazily. His forearm angled across her body, and his hand
cupped one of her breasts possessively. Even in sleep, he was staking his claim.
Last night, in the midst of their play, he d talked about a baby. Their baby. The thought of her being
his in that way had made her come apart in a blazing orgasm.
She d never dreamed she could belong to another human being like that. Blake had demanded not
only the submission of her body but also of her mind and soul. It had been glorious to give all of
herself to him. He d left no part of her unbranded his to do with whatever he wanted. And what he
seemed to want was to give her mind-blowing pleasure over and over and over.
He d taken pretty much every part of her last night, doing everything she d ever secretly fantasized
about, and more. So much more. She stretched, trying not to disturb him, and inventoried the sore
spots. There were a lot of them, but none too bad. And last night had been well worth every last little
ache and pain this morning.
Good morning, sunshine, a deep, relaxed voice murmured in her ear.
Morning, handsome.
His weight shifted behind her and his mouth moved lightly across the side of her neck, tracing the
outline of her ear and nibbling at the delicate spot just below it. She hummed with pleasure. It was
hard to believe she had any lust left in her after last night. She d thought for sure he d wrung it all out
of her.
How are you feeling? he asked against her skin. Need a soak in a hot bath?
That sounds like heaven. I m sore just the right amount. Can we do that again soon?
He chuckled. Of course. Although I do have some other interesting plans for you.
Her insides fluttered with anticipation. It made her hot just thinking about turning herself over to
him to be his personal sex toy. Although he hadn t made her feel like a toy last night. He d made her
feel cherished. Safe. Like she d found home in him.
Her agent might want her to run around casually dating a bunch of hot actors, but she didn t want
that life. A life of self absorbed, small-minded actors hooking up during a shoot for publicity, then
moving on to the next starlet in a slow spiral downward to emptiness. If she rose to stardom, it would
be through the quality of her acting. Not from a wild child, femme fatale image, not from drunken
parties and tabloid gossip.
More than that, she simply couldn t picture herself with anyone but Blake. If only there was a way
to be with him forever& she d leap at the opportunity
Would she? Seriously?
He seemed to genuinely respect and like her. But could she live through the fears that he might be
shot and killed every time he deployed? She turned over the idea of marrying him in her head,
examining it from various angles, testing it, trying it on for size. And shockingly, it didn t scare the
hell out of her. He could be demanding at times, maybe even a little autocratic now and then. He was
an alpha male, after all.
Do you like to control money? she blurted.
He lifted his head away from the pillow. I beg your pardon?
She rolled onto her back beneath his arm. Do you like to balance checkbooks and pay bills and
make budgets and that sort of thing?
For household stuff, yes. But business income, large amounts of money, those are best left to a
solid investment advisor and a scrupulous accountant.
He was so talking about her movie income. He was thinking about a future with her, too. If he could
accept what she did onscreen, accept her acting career, then she d learn to smile when he packed his
duffle and left for another dangerous part of the world.
She looped her arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly. So what s on your agenda for
today?
He punctuated his answer with light kisses between sentences. Thinking up creative ways to push
your sexual boundaries. A little breakfast. A swim to work out the kinks. Adrian wants me on set after
lunch. How about you?
She smiled broadly at him, but answered innocently, I think I heard the fax machine last night, so
I ll have to review whatever script or shooting changes Adrian sent me. My call s at one o clock.
And she d have to face Jeremy again. Ugh.
Why the shadow in your eyes? Blake asked quickly.
Man, he knew her so well. She replied glumly, Jeremy.
I ll be on set with you, right there beside Adrian. Jeremy won t mess with you as long as I m
within arm s reach of him. I ll take care of you.
A warm, fuzzy feeling flowed through her. She really liked being safe and taken care of. It might be
old-fashioned and not the slightest bit bad-ass, but at the end of the day, it was who she was.
I ll go run you a bath and order us some brunch, Blake announced. Why don t you stay here a
few minutes more and luxuriate in not having to get up and go anywhere this morning?
She stretched like a cat and smiled as he climbed out of bed naked and gorgeous.
I m going to have to learn photography, he commented. I want pictures of you looking exactly
like you do right now. He leaned down to kiss her gently. My beautiful Olivia.
His Olivia. She loved the sound of that. She listened to the water roaring into the tub and Blake
ordering omelets, fruit, juice, and coffee for two. He strolled back into the bedroom, still naked, and
handed her a sheaf of papers.
In case you want to read in bed and be lazy, he murmured, laying the documents on her bedside.
He disappeared and she reached over for the script pages. She glanced at the first one and frowned.
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