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Harley braced herself for Mac’s next move, expecting to feel his hard body against hers. But he stood, tugged her up and lifted her into his arms. She was forced to hang on, to bury her face against his shoulder, as much to avoid their reflection in the mirrors as to avoid that hungry, almost gentle expression on his face.

She could stand up to his challenges, but it had only taken a few orgasms to learn she couldn’t bear up under his tenderness. At least not when she was feeling so raw herself.

“I’m no threat, Harley.”

But he was a threat. A bigger threat than she was prepared to admit. She said nothing.

Mac carried her to the bed and lay her out before him wearing nothing but his bracelet and his wedding band. He stood above her, so terribly handsome with his hair gleaming in the candlelit darkness, his expression so intense.

“What happens now?” she asked, needing to hear a voice, even her own, to fill the silence.

He sank to the edge of the bed, all fluid muscle and grace.

“I find more ways to pleasure you.”