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Antika might’ve started the kiss, but Drevon quickly took over.

He kissed her with a hunger that matched the fire burning inside of her. She didn’t know what the future held for them, but she was going to enjoy every minute of the time they had together.

Starting now.

ChapterTwenty-Two

Mine.

The word blasted through Drevon’s head and almost knocked him off kilter, shaking him to his core as he loved on Antika’s sensuous mouth. With a few misplaced words, he had almost ruined the best thing that had ever happened to him—meeting her.

She was important to him. He could admit that, but that moment outside of the restaurant, he had almost said more than he was ready to admit. Right now, though, he wanted to put all thoughts aside and just feel.

Drevon eased her back on the bed and partially covered her body with his as he deepened the kiss.

Mine.

There it was again. That small word that meant so much. Drevon had never claimed a woman as his own before, but that’s how strongly he felt for Antika. He wasn’t sure what to do with this new revelation, but he planned to show her how much he desired her in every way possible.

Antika fisted the front of his shirt, inadvertently pulling him even closer. He loved how bold she was getting with him, and he wanted her just as bad. But right now, he wanted to do more than just kiss her.

When he slowly eased his mouth from hers, she groaned in protest. Drevon smiled as he sat up and pulled her up with him.

“Yesterday, I didn’t give you the proper tour of everything in my condo,” Drevon said against her lips before breaking off the kiss. “How about we explore my huge shower?”

Antika’s mouth dropped open. “Together?”

He laughed. “Yeah together. Come on. Come and shower with me.”

She nibbled on her bottom lip, and his dick shifted. Everything about this woman turned him on, and he was even more attracted to her because she didn’t even realize her sexiness.

“I’ll admit the shower is a good size, but it didn’t look big enough to hold two people.”

“Well, it’ll do for what I have in mind.” He winked, then stood.

He toed off his shoes, kicking them aside while undoing the gemstone cufflinks, then he placed those on a tray on his dresser. Next, he unbuckled his belt, pulled the tail of his shirt out of his pants, then started unbuttoning it. All the while he kept his attention on her, even when he tossed the shirt on the bed.

Yearning flooded through him as Antika swallowed hard. Her greedy gaze zoned in on his chest and abs, making him glad he worked overtime to stay in good physical shape. Next, he unzipped his pants, let them slide down his legs, then kicked them to the side.

Her heated gaze went lower and the hungry look in her eyes had his dick growing harder. He was hard enough to punch a hole through his boxer briefs. So he went ahead and stepped out of them.

“Now, your turn,” he said.

“I’ve never showered with a man before…but if I’m going to have a first, I want it with you.”

His heart thudded noisily inside his chest. “Damn, baby. When you say stuff like that, it makes me want you even more. Now strip.”

After a slight hesitation, she turned her back to him, and he unzipped her black cocktail dress, peppering kisses along her scented neck and shoulders in the process.

Wanting to watch her strip for him, Drevon took a step back because there was no way he’d be able to keep his hands off her. The dress did a slow crawl down her curvaceous body and landed in a puddle around her ankles. She unfastened her lacy bra then turned to face him, and his mouth watered as she slipped it off.

Damn. She had the most beautiful breasts. Full, round, and way more than a handful. Just the way he liked. He itched to cup them, lick them, and suck on them until she screamed his name.

But she distracted him and was clearly getting into character as she struck a pose. Hair piled on top of her head, an hourglass figure, and shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. She looked like a fucking African goddess, all statuesque…and absolutely stunning.

She knew the affect she was having on him while she stood before him half naked. A vision, a fantasy come to life. His need to have her in his arms and be buried balls-deep inside of her was almost overwhelming.

Her large breasts with her nipples standing at attention, combined with the sexy black lace panties, had his heart hammering against his ribs. He wanted to touch her, wanted to devour every inch of her lush body, but he was rooted in place, unable to rip his eyes from her.