Our mouths found each other, warm, needy kisses, as he settled between my legs. Every part of him felt tense with control, like he wanted this to last forever. My legs wrapped around his waist, instinctive, desperate to have him closer. His hands slid behind my thighs, lifting me so our bodies aligned perfectly. Then he reached for the champagne bucket beside the bed. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he lifted an ice cube and pressed it to my stomach. I gasped, my back arching at the shock of cold. “Xavier…” My voice trembled. “Please…” He kissed me again, deeper, stealing every bit of breath I tried to take. The ice slid slowly along my skin, leaving shivers everywhere it touched. He held my thigh in place, firm and sure. I reached up to hold him, but he caught my wrist gently, guiding it above my head. “Hands there, love,” he whispered, voice low, dominant, but full of care. “Let me take care of you.” I nodded quickly, a soft moan escaping as he lowered himself over me, heat
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