"Hey, let a gal have her fantasies, okay?" She kissed him again, softly, sweetly. "I've never seduced a knight."

He chuckled. "Well, I wouldn't want to spoil your fun."

She slid her knee farther between his legs until it bumped his tight balls. Bain drew in a sharp breath. "Easy, baby."

Ally gave him a mischievous grin. "My, my. Did I find the family jewels?"

"You're wicked, do you know that?"

"I want to be wicked." She slid her knee up and down his shaft. "I want to be really wicked."

"Then let me help you."

Bain moved his cell phone to the desk. Hooking his hand behind her knee, he shifted her leg to the outside of his. The sudden move made her lose her balance. She fell forward, her breasts cushioning his face. "Mmm, nice." He pushed her breasts together and dipped his tongue into her cleavage. "Delicious."

Ally arched her back She had fantasized about this moment so many times. Even when she'd wanted to dump her entire birthday cake on his head, she still wanted him. She never would have believed she could fall in love so quickly. One look at Bain and she had lost her heart. Now, finally, she was in his arms, his mouth on her breasts, his hands on her waist.

Delicious described this perfectly.

She raised her other knee and straddled his lap. Bain's gaze dropped to her pussy. Her short dress rode up her legs. She knew he could see her thong.

"Red panties too?" he asked.

"Yes." She tugged down his tie and unfastened his collar button. "I thought everything should match."

"A clever woman." He slid his hands down her hips and beneath her dress. "Matching is good." He pushed her dress up to her waist. Holding her dress with one hand, he dipped the index finger of his other hand under the elastic at her hip. "Oh, yeah. Matching is good."

He moved that lone finger beneath the elastic to her mound. Ally moaned when he ruffled the soft hair.

"Do I get to find out if you're a natural blonde?"

A devilish light shone in his eyes. Playing along with him, Ally pulled his tie over his head and tossed it to the desk. "You do realize that isn't proof. Lots of natural blondes have dark pubic hair."

"I'll bet you don't. I'll bet it's as light as the hair on your head." He ruffled it with his fingertip again before lowering the front of her thong. She saw his throat work as he swallowed. "Yeah, just like I thought," he rasped. He gripped her buttocks and tugged her closer to him while he lifted his hips. His cock nudged her pussy. "Why don't you stand up and take off the thong?"

Ally smiled to herself. He was starting to lose control, and she loved it. That's exactly what she wanted--to make him as crazy for her as he had made her for him the last two weeks. Slowly she unfastened his shirt buttons. "I think it's my turn to uncover part of you." She parted the edges of his shirt and gasped. Black hair swirled over his broad chest and arrowed down his flat stomach. "Oh, my."

"Does that gleam in your eyes mean you approve of the hairy chest?"

"Oh, yes." She looked from his chest to his eyes and back again. "It's perfect." She caressed his chest, her fingertips brushing over his hard nipples. "I've fantasized about how your body looks, how it would feel against mine." She sat on his lap and scooted forward until her pussy came into contact with his shaft. "I've thought about having you inside me." Leaning forward, she dropped gentle kisses on his chest and shoulders. "You've made me hot ever since the first time I saw you. I want you so much."

Bain gathered handfuls of her hair and drew her mouth back to his. She had said the exact same words in his dream. He'd never believed in fate or that anything was pre-destined. Hearing Ally say the same thing now that he had heard in his dream made him believe this was where he should be, that he and Ally were supposed to be together.

It made him believe he could love again.

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