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He kissed her gently when they entered the bedroom, his hands stroking up and down her bare arms. Her skin was soft, almost silky. When they broke apart, she glanced at the bed, nervously. He longed to take away her anxieties, to make her forget everything except this moment. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s lay down.”

Sienna crawled onto the mattress, then rolled onto her back. He didn’t move to join her, as two things collided in his mind. She may have come here to have sex with him, but she was shy as a virgin on her wedding night.

Another strike against Josh. In seven years, he’d failed to bring out Sienna’s passion, her fire. Any fool could see it was bubbling beneath the surface, searching for an outlet.

He joined her on the bed, quick to resume their kissing. He lied to himself when he said he was taking things slowly to ease her into this. The truth was, he wanted this night to last. He was in no hurry to see it end.

They kissed for several long, heated moments as Daniel softly stroked her body, touching her face, caressing her neck, rubbing her back.

Sienna’s breath was hot against his cheek when he embraced her, giving her a tight hug. “Ready for more?”

She nodded, though he sensed the slightest bit of hesitance.

Daniel tugged at her tiny panties, but the task was made difficult by the fact Sienna’s legs were pressed together. He ran his hands along her thighs until she relaxed.

Once the panties cleared her ankles, he tossed the little scrap of cotton to the floor. His hands drifted to her hips. “Open your legs, See.”

Her breathing accelerated, but she did as he asked. Her bare body was everything he’d imagined and more. Her hips were round, her breasts full, with rosy, tight nipples that begged to be sucked.

He lowered his head and planted a soft kiss on one nipple and then the other. Sienna’s back arched, silently asking for more. He opened his lips and gave her breast a more thorough kiss.

As he sucked on her nipple, he reached down and ran his hand along her slit. Shit. She was dry as a bone. His fingers stilled.

“I’m sorry,” she said.

Daniel lifted his head. “Why?”

“I’m not sure why I’m so nervous. I swear to you I want to be here, with you, doing this. Please don’t stop. I need this so much. More than I can say. It’s just…” She paused. “Shit. I’m rambling.”

Her inexperience touched him. He felt humbled by the trust she was offering. “There’s no rush, Sienna. We’ve got all night. What do you say we take some time getting used to each other?”

“How?”

Daniel grinned. “Just follow my lead.” He bent his head and kissed her once more. He’d missed her lips this past week. Though he’d only had a few tastes of her, he intended to make up for it now. Sienna’s lips softened, then parted. He dipped his tongue inside, swallowing her quiet moan of pleasure. He was determined to ease her anxiety.

One of her hands moved along his chest, her trembling fingers tightening against his waist as she twisted and shifted closer to him. Sienna pressed her breasts against his torso, clinging to him.

Daniel ran his fingers through her hair. She smelled like strawberries, the scent fresh and clean. He didn’t rush, didn’t bother to move them to the next level. He loved kissing her, exploring her mouth, trying to provoke her innocent little sounds.

He moved a breath away. “You’re so beautiful.”

She smiled, granting him another quick kiss before pressing her cheek against his. “Your face is rough.”

“I can shave if it’s hurting you.”

She shook her head. “No. I like it.”

He kissed her smooth cheek, reveling in the differences between them. Her softness fit perfectly against his hard body. He continued moving, running his lips and tongue around the rim of her ear before traveling to her neck.

Sienna shivered with desire when he nipped her shoulder blade. “God, this is so incredible,” she whispered.

He took her words as an invitation to continue, pushing her to her back once more and drifting lower until his lips found her breast. Cupping the flesh, he took her nipple between his lips and sucked gently, until his own overpowering needs took over and he increased the pressure. Sienna’s head flew back against his pillow, but she didn’t try to escape his sensual hold.

He released her nipple with a pop, then moved to offer the same torment to her other breast. Unable to resist, he nipped at her hard nub.

“Ow,” she gasped.

He lifted his head to study her face. “Sienna?”