He took her out to the deck outside the office, where there were two loungers. He said, ‘Lie down.’

Mia did, before her legs could give out. She lay back and watched as Daniel’s hands went to his jeans and snapped them open. Pulled down the zip. And then he yanked them down and off, kicking them aside. His underwear was despatched with equal efficiency, and Mia’s eyes widened on that part of his anatomy—long, thick and hard. For her.

The fact that he hadn’t slept with anyone else—and neither had she—was too much to absorb right now.

He came down on his knees and put his hands under her hips, tugging her down the lounger towards him. He pulled her underwear off and down her legs, throwing the wisp of material aside.

They were both naked, but Mia had never felt less self-conscious.

‘Open your legs,’ Daniel instructed.

Mia did, and heat washed up from her core when she saw how Daniel looked at her. He put his hands on her thighs and pushed them wider, and then he hooked her legs over his shoulders before coming down and placing his mouth...right there.At the centre of her body.

His hands were under her buttocks, holding her. She had nowhere to hide as Daniel laid her bare and feasted on her sensitive flesh, exploring her with his tongue, stabbing deep, licking, sucking. It didn’t take Mia long to tip over the edge, pleasure rocketing through her body before she could try and hold it back. It had been so long, and she’d never expected that it would be this good again...

Daniel lifted his head and she saw him smirk. She didn’t even have the energy to make a face. Her blood was pumping too hard and her heart was beating too loudly.

‘Still so responsive.’

Daniel came up on his knees between Mia’s spreadeagled legs. He reached for something in his jeans pocket, and then she heard foil rip and watched as he pulled a protective sheath over his straining erection.

Good, she thought, even as she lamented the lack of skin-on-skin sensation. They didn’t need to create any more drama. Just pleasure.

He surveyed her body, laid out before him, and it didn’t even bother her. It sent fresh spirals of need through her, making her desperate.

‘Please, Daniel...’

Answering her plea, he came down over her body and with one smooth, cataclysmic thrust seated himself deeply inside her. To her horror, she felt tears prick her eyes—not because of the earth-shattering sensation of Daniel’s big body penetrating hers, but because of the emotion it evoked.

She lifted her hips, urging him silently to move, and with a muttered curse he did. Slowly. Pulling back out, almost all the way before thrusting back in again. Over and over again. Until the emotion was driven away by pure physical sensation and their bodies were covered with a fine sheen of perspiration.

Mia couldn’t take her eyes off Daniel as he caught one of her legs and pulled it up, hooking it over his waist, deepening his penetration. Mia almost cried out but held it back, aware of the hushed night around them.

Daniel’s movements grew less smooth, faster, harder, and Mia wrapped her other leg around his waist. The tension in her body was starting to tighten and spiral as the crescendo rose between them, all the way, inexorably, until Daniel said in a rough voice, ‘Let go, Mia, fly.’

But in spite of her desperation something stubborn inside her made her shake her head. ‘You first...’

Daniel’s eyes went wide. She felt the tremor moving through his body as he fought for control, and then he uttered just one rough, indecipherable word as he thrust deep enough to touch her heart, and his whole body tensed as his climax ripped through it.

And that was the moment when Mia couldn’t hold back any longer, with pleasure exploding at her core and crashing through her body in wave after endless wave, her intimate muscles contracting around Daniel’s body until she was limp with exhaustion.

After long moments of their breath returning to normal, and with Daniel’s body a heavy but delicious weight on hers, he lifted his head and said, ‘You’ll pay for that.’

Mia lifted a hand and touched Daniel’s stubbled jaw. ‘I was right behind you.’

She only noticed her hand was trembling when Daniel caught it and pressed a kiss to the middle of her palm.Damn. That emotion stirred again. Forcing him to lose control first hadn’t made her feel any more in control herself.

Mia said, ‘I should go...check Lexi...’

Daniel disengaged his body from hers and Mia winced when over-sensitive muscles protested. She couldn’t quite believe what had just happened, even though she knew well that she’d been with him every step of the way.

She didn’t want to think too closely about what it meant. But she was already very afraid that tasting Daniel again had sparked a renewed hunger that would be hard to satisfy.

She sat up with effort, just as Daniel reappeared with his jeans on, unbuttoned, holding out her T-shirt. She slipped it over her head, avoiding his eyes. He put out his hand and she looked up. His face was unreadable, and that comforted her somehow.

She put her hand in his and let him pull her up. He kept hold of her hand and led her back up to her bedroom suite. They stopped outside. She tried to take her hand back, but he held it until she looked at him.

‘No regrets, Mia.’