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Susan closed her eyes and leaned her head back after another spine-melting kiss.

His warm breath on the tops of her breasts made her sigh, and when his fingers traced lazy circles around her lace-covered nipples, she had to steady herself.

David’s mouth closed over her right nipple, and even through the material she felt his delicate lips, his teasing tongue. She broke out in goose bumps from head to toe.

His hand slipped around her waist, pulling her tight against him. His erection was no gentle tease this time. It was hard with promise…and intent.

“David,” she whispered, opening her eyes.

He mumbled something, not moving an inch.

“Bedroom.”

That got his attention. He stood straight, grinned, kissed her hard on the lips, then took her hand. As they passed the ice bucket, he grabbed the champagne bottle by the neck without breaking his stride.

A moment later it was her, him, champagne and a king-size, four-poster bed.

Exquisite, indeed.