She brought him a warm washcloth and bathed him just as he’d bathed her. Then, garnering his full attention, she shed her skirt. Naked, and only slightly modest, she moved around the bed, releasing his bonds.
While he stretched, she crawled up his big body, rubbing herself against him like a sensuous kitten.
“I love you,” she whispered between kisses.
Blake sighed and wrapped her in his arms. “I love you more.”
Thea lifted her head until she could look him directly in the eyes. “You love me?” She couldn’t help the skepticism.
“Since the first time I laid eyes on you,” he admitted, pressing her head down onto his shoulder and tightening his hold on her. “You walked into my life and straight into my heart. I called myself all kinds of a chump for falling so hard and wanting you so much, but it was beyond my control.”
“You never told me that.” Her tone was husky and accusing. “If I’d known you loved me, I wouldn’t have been so reserved with you in the first place. I’m not all that sophisticated and experienced in the sex department, and I didn’t want you to think me a bumbling fraud.”
“No way,” he insisted. “I was wary of baring my soul, but I figured you had to know how much I cared.”
“How could I?”
The hands that stroked her hair weren’t quite steady. “How could you not know? Why did you think I wanted you? Just a career decision?”
When she didn’t respond right away, he tilted her head up so that their gazes met. “You think I wanted you to advance my career or cash in on your family’s wealth?”
Thea shook her head. “No, you had as much to offer me as I did you. But I did worry that I was just a passing fancy, someone to enjoy for a while and then move on.”
The sound he made held harsh denial. “No, no, no!” He gathered her closer, showering her face with hungry little kisses. “It’s the other way around. I thought you’d grown bored or dissatisfied. That’s why I nearly went crazy about Johnson.”
Thea captured his mouth with a long, deep kiss, and then brushed her lips over the tautness of his jaw. “I’m so sorry, so sorry for that stupid, ill-conceived act of desperation. I should have faced our problems head on instead of involving someone else.”
“Promise me you’ll never do that again,” he demanded. “No more men. I wouldn’t survive.”
“I promise, promise, promise,” she swore, locking her arms around his neck and returning his hot, probing kiss until they were both breathless.
“And that you’ll marry me and be my obedient wife for the next fifty or so years?” he challenged playfully.
“Blind obedience?” she whispered against his lips.
“That’s the plan.”
“I’ll be your willing slave as long as you’ll be mine.”
“I can live with that kind of compromise,” he assured her, lifting her over his body and entering her flesh until they were once again bound in love.
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