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He chuckled, bent and kissed her long and hard while reaching for the foil packet he’d tossed onto the bed beside her. Gerard sat back on his heels, tore open the packet and rolled the condom over his engorged erection. Once more, he leaned over her and kissed her gently as he entered her.

Moving slowly, he pushed deeper, not wanting to hurt her by going too fast.

“Too slow,” Bernie gasped. She reached for his buttocks, dug her fingers into his flesh and pulled him closer, sinking him deeper inside her.

When he was fully sheathed, he held steady, allowing her to adjust to him. Then he pulled out and slid back in, settling into a smooth rhythm.

With a tenuous hold on his control, he thrust into her again and again, trying to make it last as long as he could. When he shot over the edge, he buried himself deep inside her.

Her channel contracted around his pulsing shaft. He rode the wave of sensations all the way to the end. When he could breathe again, he collapsed on top of her and rolled their bodies onto their sides, maintaining their intimate connection.

Bernie smoothed her hand over his naked back and down to cup his ass. “You’re still so hard.”

“And will be for a while.”

She planted her hands on his chest and pushed him over onto his back, going with him until she was lying on top of him, straddling his hips.

“My turn.” Bernie rose on her knees then came down on his rod. Inhaling deeply, her chest rose and fell, and a smile spread across her face. “I didn’t want to waste a good hard-on when I could do this.”

She rocked up and down for several more minutes, her breasts bouncing with her movements.

Gerard reached out, cupped her breasts, and squeezed softly. “You’re so beautiful.”

She shook her head without breaking her rhythm. “There are a lot prettier women than me.”

“You underestimate yourself. When you smile, your face glows and makes me want to smile.” His lips twisted. “Some of the members of my team would call that a miracle.”

“You do have an intensity about your face.” She leaned over to cup his cheek in her palm. “I find it intriguing.” Bernie brushed her lips across his, her breasts pressing into his chest.

“Definitely beautiful,” he whispered into her mouth.

“Shut up and kiss me,” she said.

He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss, loving that she’d initiated it and wanted to keep going after he’d climaxed.

Soon, her movements slowed, and she laid down on him, resting her cheek against the curve of his neck. “I don’t want this night to end,” she whispered.

Neither did Gerard.

This woman was an accomplished farmer, capable of caring for her menagerie of animals, planting fields of produce and harvesting the fruits of her labors. She was also an amazing lover with strong legs, smooth skin and luscious breasts. If he wasn’t careful, he’d fall in love with her.

That was something he couldn’t do.

Bernie deserved a good man. A man who would never hurt her. A gentle man who would treat her kindly and love her forever.

Gerard wished he could be that man. But he was afraid that he would snap and unleash the beast inside him under pressure. He could become a monster just like his father.

Unwilling to risk that, he realized that night would be the only one he could share with this amazing woman. Tomorrow, he’d focus on the job and put distance between himself and Bernie, if not physically, then mentally. She was his client and could never be anything more.

A deep ache grew in his chest. Walking away from other women hadn’t bothered him.

This time would be different.

Bernie’s breathing deepened, and her body went limp on him.

When he rolled her onto her side, she snuggled against him, laying an arm over his chest and a leg over his thigh.

Gerard held her well into the early hours of the morning. Like Bernie had said, he didn’t want the night to end. He could get used to sleeping with this woman at his side, her supple body pressed against his.