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BentleyWe left the restaurant after a thoroughly enjoyable evening. I put aside my worries and concentrated on Emmy. She was as delightful and engaging as I hoped she would be, making me laugh and enjoy the time with her. She loved to talk about art and her studies and had a keen interest in architecture. She liked to stroll around the many museums and galleries Toronto had to offer. She told me of her love for baking and how much she enjoyed trying out new recipes; although, she admitted, these days her time and budget didn’t allow for much of either.After the whole security issue, we steered clear of anything too deep or personal. I knew her parents were deceased, and she had a brother she wasn’t close to, but I didn’t push her for that story. I told her my parents were gone too, but I had no siblings. Otherwise, we kept the topics general.She made me chuckle with her stories of her best friend, Cami, and her sister, Dee. Obviously, she was close to them. I shared more humorous i
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* * *I was a perfect gentleman until Emmy opened her door, and I followed her inside. She had left one lamp on, its glow casting a dim radiance on the room. For a moment, we stared at each other, then like mirror images, crashed together. I gripped her waist as she wrapped her arms around my neck. Our mouths met with a bruising ferociousness that startled and exhilarated me. There was no reticence in Emmy’s response—she gave as good as she got. I groaned low in my chest as her tongue touched mine—stroking, tasting, and exploring. Her blunt nails scraped the skin on my nape, making me hiss in pleasure. I traced her curves, feeling the delicate bumps and ridges of her spine, then settled my hands on her truly spectacular ass. I cupped the roundness greedily, and pulled her tight to my body, so she had no doubt what she was doing to me.She whimpered, letting me lift her so her legs could wrap around my hips, her skirt trailing on the floor. Turning, I pressed her into the wall, trappin
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“You emphatically tell me I can’t give her a laptop, but have no suggestions what would be appropriate?”“Flowers?”I waved my hand. “Cliché.”“Perfume?”“She doesn’t wear perfume.” I knew that because I had asked her what fragrance she wore since her scent was intoxicating. She told me she wore a body lotion she had made at a small place that specialized in combining unique fragrances. She wore a blend of honey and lilac that smelled incredible on her skin.“Dee worked there years ago, and gets a discount. She gives me a bottle every year for Christmas. I make it last.”I could buy her a couple of bottles of the lotion, so she didn’t have to stretch it out, if I could find out the name of the shop, but that seemed too easy.“Women like jewelry,” Maddox mused, as he strolled in.“What are you doing here?”He grinned, throwing himself on the sofa. “Aiden called and said you were going overboard on a birthday gift for Emmy and I had to come help rein you in.”“Like jewelry isn’t over th
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She led me to a display, Aiden and Maddox following behind. “These are cashmere and silk,” she explained. “Light, warm, and so luxurious. Emmy looks at them every time she comes in.”“Why doesn’t she have one?”Cami turned over the price tag. “They’re $450.00. Even with my discount, she couldn’t afford one,” she spoke softly. “Neither can I.”I lifted the end of one, feeling the silkiness of the weave. “This will keep her warm?”“Beautifully so. Yes.”I lowered my head. “Will it offend her if I get her one?” I asked quietly.Her bright eyes softened. “No, I don’t think so. She’ll be overwhelmed with any gift, but I know she’ll love it.”“Which color?”“She’d get most use of the black, probably.”“I don’t want to give her what she needs. I want to give her something she wants.”I could feel Aiden and Maddox staring at me.“Blue is her favorite color.”I nodded because it was beautiful and the one I kept looking at due to its intense color. Bright and bold, it reminded me of the tie I g
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She grinned as she listened to the pop of the cork from the champagne I had waiting and the merriment inside the car. She kissed me again before sliding into the limo. “You already did.”* * *I glanced around the table, inwardly shaking my head. If someone had told me a week ago, I’d be sitting in a Mexican restaurant, wearing a sombrero Aiden insisted we all wear as part of the birthday celebrations, drinking Margaritas, kissing a beautiful girl, and enjoying myself, I would have told them they were crazy.Yet, there I was.Emmy’s friends were hard to resist. The three of them were so different in appearance and personalities, yet there was a common bond between them. Emmy was quietly pretty with her bohemian style, while Cami’s looks were more flamboyant with her darker color and bright highlights. Dee was sedate and classy; her look polished and professional. Cami was droll, her wit and sarcasm equal to Emmy’s. Listening to the two of them was like a ping-pong match, and at times,
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“Why did you stop?”“If I didn’t, I’d have you on my bed right now. If we made it that far.”“I wasn’t asking you to stop.”I straightened, studying her. Her face flushed, eyes wide with desire. I cupped her cheek. “I don’t want to rush you.”She turned, brushing my thumb with her lips. “You’re not.”“I honestly didn’t bring you back here to get you naked.”Her right eyebrow rose. I found the slow way she arched it sexy. She said so much with a simple gesture and no words.It said bullshit.“I have something else for you.”She frowned, confused.I led her to the sofa. “I’ll be right back.”* * *EmmyI looked around the massive room in awe. It had high ceilings, dark hardwood floors, huge windows, and immense proportions. There were three sofas in a U-shape, all wide and deep, covered in the softest tan leather I had ever felt. The walls were creamy colored, and the tables and accents done in more dark wood. Wall to ceiling bookcases flanked the fireplace, and two massive wingback cha
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She accepted the gifts. I had seen the way her face paled when I compared what I spent to something she could relate to, but I had to make her understand. I meant what I said: I would buy her things, and I didn’t want it to be a constant battle. I knew she lived very modestly, and although I didn’t want to overwhelm her, I did plan to make her life a little easier wherever I could.I uncorked and poured some red wine. In the fridge was a plate with some snacks Andrew had prepared at my request. I put it all on a tray and went back to the living area. Emmy was wandering around, investigating the room. She stood by the sideboard, studying the array of decanters.“The antiques belonged to my parents. They brought them over from England. I asked the designer to incorporate them into the room.”“They’re lovely.”I bit back my smile. I noticed she didn’t say the room was lovely. I had to admit that I found it too much at times. I rarely used it.“I thought we’d go to the theater room. It’s
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I felt like a damn caveman, but I didn’t care.I stood, gripping her ass as she wrapped her legs around me. I strode down the stairs, hissing when I felt her tongue and teeth on my neck. In my room, I laid her on the bed and stepped back. The moonlight flooded the room, showcasing the way her creamy skin stood out against the navy blue of the duvet. Her golden hair spread out around her head like a halo. My clothes disappeared, discarded carelessly on the floor. Emmy sat up, shrugging off her shawls, and pushed them aside. I saw the delicate shiver that raced through her body.“Are you cold?”“No,” she assured me, voice trembling with need.Our eyes locked as she removed the wisps of lace that covered her, and she lay back, opening her arms. “I need your warmth, Bentley.”I covered her body, the sensation of her bare skin on mine superb. Our bodies molded together, her softness conforming to my hard angles perfectly. I felt the coolness of her skin warming under my touch. I caressed a
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