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“There’s a place I want to take you. You’re going to love it.”

Happiness spread across his face as he swept her back up into his arms to carry her into bedroom and tossed her onto the bed.

“I need to get home—” She snapped her mouth shut on the protestations. Neither Tayla nor Glory had called; she could spare a few more minutes.

When he removed his shorts, Sage saw his was cock was erect, pointing toward his hard stomach. Her mouth went dry. She had never given a man a blowjob before. Wanting to experience another first with him, she rose partway up from the bed to reach for his penis. Before her hands could connect, however, Kent caught them, using his body to lower her back down. Thinking he was in too much of a hurry for the foreplay, she eagerly spread her thighs, letting him guide his penis inside of her.

While pinning her hands to the bed beside her head, he entered her as if she was the most precious thing on earth to him.

“Mmm …” she moaned. “That feels so good.”

Featherlight, his mouth explored the curve of her neck. He drew his hips back and forth as he easily slid inside of her. Intwining her fingers with his, she felt the slow and steady stroke of his cock.

That she was having sex with Kent still amazed her as he moved within her, building her pleasure. It was everything she could do not to tell him she loved him. From the brief look she had caught in his eyes on the balcony, he wasn’t ready to admit his feelings aloud. She could wait until he was ready. She didn’t need the words, anyway. The way he treated her told her he was starting to care for her.

Pressing his body tighter to her, Kent started going faster, sending her over the edge to a climax that had her gripping his hands as if afraid she was plunging from heaven.

Surviving the fall, she blissfully rubbed her cheek against his and found his mouth with her own.

“I’ll go with you.”

THIRTY-TWO

Languidly stretching in her seat as they drove back to Kansas City, she wished they didn’t have to go to work. They had left early enough to have breakfast before reluctantly heading out. The previous day had been the most marvelous one of her entire life.

Kent had driven them two hours away from Kansas City on Monday morning. They’d checked into a hotel, and he’d left her there so she could take a nap while he attended his meeting.

“I’ll only be gone for a couple of hours. I just need to have a consultation with a client of mine. Then we can spend the rest of the day together before we go out this evening. Did you bring your swimsuit?”

“Yes.” Setting the cloth bag down on the bed, she glanced around the room. This room was just at luxurious as the one he had at the Casino Hotel, but it had a more tropical vibe with plants situated around the room and green curtains and accents.

Yawning, she sat down on the bed. “I’ll take the nap and save swimming until you come back.”

“Works for me.” Kent gave her a quick kiss before going to the door. “I don’t want you tired tonight.”

Kent had woken her up from the nap for them to lazily lie by the pool after swimming before they hit the restaurant inside the hotel for lunch once they had showered. They spent the rest of the afternoon walking through the small town before going back to the hotel to dress for dinner. She’d bought each of the girls the same toy, just different colors, and splurged and bought herself a cheap bracelet as a memento of the day they had spent together.

Kent had pointed out there was jewelry of a better quality in a glass case not far from where they were standing.

“Pick out something from there, and I’ll purchase it for you,” he offered.

“No, thanks, I want this one.” Holding out the bracelet, she showed him the charms that had been designed to highlight the sights around the town they were visiting.

“I’ll pay for it, then.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because if we ever break up, I’ll feel like I’d have to give it back. If I pay for it, the bracelet will always be mine, and I won’t have to feel guilty.”

Kent didn’t try to change her mind, yet she felt as if he had mentally taken a step back from her.

By dinner, she thought she had imagined his withdrawal due to all the attention he was giving her. Any further misgivings she had disappeared when he took a small box out of his jacket and slid it across the table to her.

She stared at the box, enjoying the novel experience—she had never received a gift from a man before. Swallowing hard, aware he was waiting for her reaction, she opened it.

She stared at the gift inside. Then, raising shining eyes to his, she had trouble getting words out.