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The words sounded foreign to her.

She’d never said such a thing to another person.

Never wanted to.

Heath was different.

She had a feeling that soon, he’d be everything.

While that scared her, it also gave her a nudge she needed.

“Touch you?”

He leaned in, his hands moving under the hem of her top.

She closed her eyes and the sensations of his skin against hers were even more intense.

Inch by inch it felt like his hands were doing more than just touching.

It felt like love.

Yes, she was probably fooling herself with those thoughts, but she welcomed them just the same.

The further his hands reached, the further her own moved up his chest.

Her fingertip brushed against his nipple and a moment later his fingers found the clasp of her bra.

Mari lost herself in the sensations.

Her nipples grazed the cool cotton of her blouse for just a moment before his hands found her.

Cupping her breasts, caressing them… he brought her sensations that she’d only ever dreamed about before.

“Can I…”

Mari looked up at Heath and saw the hesitation in his gaze.

“Can I see you?”

God yes!

She wanted to scream it and take her own clothes off, but she saw something in his eyes and nodded.

Using her hands, she sat up.

The heavy press of his erection between her legs felt like torture, it felt so good. Her eyes drifted closed as his hands worked her shirt up and over her head.

When she was free of her blouse, felt the wind move through the room. The gentle breeze blew across her nipples, making them tight and painful.

Heath reached for the straps of her bra and worked them off of her shoulders and down her arms.

The awkward movement arched her back just enough that her breasts pushed forward.

She saw Heath’s gaze lower to look at her bared flesh.

“Let me taste you…”

He said the words as he lowered her back toward the bed.