“Oh, God, what have I done?” he whispered to Sable as he lay beside her.
“Was it good for you, Storm?”
“Was it good? It was fantastic. I’m just worried that I might have hurt you.”
She reached up and put her hand on his face and caressed him. “You didn’t hurt me. You made me feel like a harlot and a wanton, but you didn’t hurt me. It was wonderful. No man has ever made me feel that way.”
“Gosh, I’m sorry—”
“Storm, I don’t regret a thing we’ve done. I’ve never had a man like you. So damned sexy and good-looking.”
“What about your fiancé?”
“The first thing you need to know is Tucker is no longer my fiancé. He’s got a c**k that he’s very selfish with. In all the time we’ve been going together, we’ve never been intimate once. You see, Tucker believes you should wait until marriage.”
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