He had resisted as long as he could, but after the way she’d insisted on staying on the balcony after the height had scared her, the desire became so strong he had to give in to it. Her bravery and spirit were so tempting. Kissing her was the least of what he wanted to do, but he’d have to content himself with this, at least for now.

Her lips parted beneath his and he couldn’t help his arm around her waist tightening and pulling her body against his. She fit against him perfectly, her lush curves giving way to the more chiseled planes of his. Soft against his work-hardened muscles. Sean’s world narrowed to her. To the feel of her, pliant in his arms, her mouth giving beneath his. He moved his hand from her hair to cup the baby soft skin of her cheek. He couldn’t wait to feel her smooth skin slide against his. The velvet caress of her tongue against his did things to his libido that hadn’t happened in years.

His dick hardened in almost an instant, pressing into her abdomen. He started to move away but remembered some of her hesitancy and wanted her to know exactly how attractive he found her. Instead of pulling away, he tugged her closer.

Sabrina’s arms came up, one wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer, the other hand wrapped around his bicep, holding him in a grip that told him she didn’t want to let go any more than he did.

A gust of wind sent her skirt flying and she jerked away from him, her hands trying to tame the fabric that was now fluttering around her shoulders.

“I’m so sorry.” The words rushed out as she tried to gather the flying skirt and cover herself at the same time.

Sean held back a chuckle as he eased her inside. Once she was in, out of the wind, her clothing settled where it should be, but her red face said she hadn’t forgotten. He reached out to pull her back into his arms, but she stepped back, ducking out of reach.

“We shouldn’t.” Her face flamed even brighter.

“Why not?” Sean tilted his head to one side as he watched her. “We’re both adults, as long as it’s what we both want, what is there to stop us?”

“Well, um,” she looked down and he finally realized she was embarrassed, “what if you change your mind and decide to send me back?”

Sean frowned. “Why would I do that? Why would I send you back?”

“What if I’m not good enough? What if you get me into bed and then decide I’m not what you want, not attractive enough? Then I’ll have lost the one thing I had to offer.”

“Whoa, hold on a second.” There was so much in those three sentences he wanted to address them separately. “First why would you not be good enough? I’ve spend several hours with you and I can’t imagine you being better. I haven’t had time to fall in love, but I am in deep like with you.”

“Thank you for being honest, but still —”

He held up his hand and stopped her. “I wasn’t done yet. Next, you seem to think you’re not attractive, could you not feel my attraction pressing against you? If not, come here and I’ll show you.” He held out his hand for hers, but she shook her head and clutched her hands in front of her.

“I felt it, but it can’t be for me. I’m not slender and beautiful.”

“No, you’re not slender, and thank goodness for that. I’ve never found twigs to be attractive. But you are beautiful, at least to me. I don’t ever want to hear you say otherwise.”

Sabrina stood and blinked as if she didn’t know how to respond.

“As for the one thing you have to offer, that threw me for a second. From where I stand you have a great deal to offer. Aside from being beautiful and extremely attractive, you’re educated and have a drive that’s uncommon these days. You know what you want and you’re willing to do what you need to achieve that goal.” He shook his head slowly but never took his eyes off her. “I can only assume from the things you’ve said and the way you’re blushing, that you’re a virgin.” He fell silent, waiting for her to deny it.

Sabrina stared at him a moment, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights, then she nodded, only a couple quick jerks of her head, but enough to make him know he’d been right. His dick throbbed at the idea that she would only know him. No other man had ever touched her. Or ever would if he got his way.

“Come here.” He softened his voice and held out one hand.

She looked at his hand for several seconds before gently laying her hand in it. He sat in a nearby chair and pulled her down into his lap. She resisted at first, but he tugged at her hand until she sat sideways across his lap. His hard dick ached as she settled in, but he resisted the urge to adjust himself.

“I have no intention of sending you back. It seems our reasons for going into this are similar, and we have enough in common, aside from the attraction, to see if we can make it work.” He took a deep breath and tried to figure out how to say what he needed to so it wouldn’t offend or hurt her.

“If you want to wait until after we’re married, I’ll honor that. I’ll respect your choice and we’ll wait. But don’t let fear that you’re not enough for me make the decision for you. I want you.” He took her hand and guided it between them until it rested on the thick lump of his erection. “This is proof of how attractive I find you. Right now, I can’t think of anything that will make me send you back.” He smiled then said, “Well. I can think of a couple, but I’m pretty sure they won’t be an issue.”

Sabrina stiffened in his lap. “What are they?” she asked, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper.

“Well, you could be trying to convince me that someone else’s kid is mine. While I’m willing to adopt, the lying about it would put me off. Since you’re a virgin I’ll assume that’s not something I have to worry about.” He looked up at her and waited. She shook her head slowly. “In that case, the only other thing I can think of that would make me send you back would be if you’re a man pretending to be a woman, because other than the fact that I just don’t swing that way, it makes our joint goals impossible.” He smirked, knowing the next part would embarrass her a little. “And after the incident on the balcony, with the wind. I don’t think that’s a worry either.”

“No.” A small smile curved her lips as she tilted her head down to her lap and he knew she’d picked up that he was teasing, but only a bit. Her hand still rested on his hard dick and while he liked it there he ached to shift, to loosen the pressure just a bit. But he would sit as long as he needed to let her know he was serious. Sean tucked a finger under her chin and eased it up until she was looking him in the eye, then slowly closed the distance between them. He didn’t ask this time, he just kissed her.

He started out gentle, giving her the chance to pull away and stop things then and there. She didn’t say no. She didn’t pull away. Instead her mouth opened beneath his and one arm wrapped around his neck as her other hand remained where he’d put it. The kiss deepened. Sean loved the taste of her, the way her full breasts pressed into his chest. She tugged him close. He plunged his tongue into her mouth, mimicking what he wanted to do to her with other parts of his body. Her hand squeezed around his hard cock. Unable to take any more he broke the kiss.

“Yes or no?” he gasped out the words. “Either we need to stop now or I’m gonna carry you into my bedroom and teach you everything you need to know.”

“I already know what happens.” Her breathing was almost as ragged as his. Almost.

“I’m sure you think you do, but trust me.” He pressed his forehead against hers and couldn’t help the leering grin that crossed his face. “You won’t realize how much you don’t know until you experience it.”

Sabrina stared at him with wide eyes for several seconds and he could see the desire battling with the doubt in her eyes.

When she didn’t answer after a few seconds he spoke again.

“Can I ask why you’re still a virgin?”

“I’m not really sure,” she shrugged, “I dated some, but just never found anyone who meant enough to me to go that far. Then, after I turned twenty-one it seemed to be more of a burden than anything, still, I wasn’t going to sleep with just anyone to get rid of it.” She sighed.

“So, it’s not because of religion? Not like you were saving yourself for the sanctity of marriage?” He took a breath and realized how that could have sounded. “I’m not judging. If that’s what it is, I’ll respect that and back off until after the ceremony.”

Sabrina shook her head.

“No, as much as I would like to say it was because I was devoted to that being something for my husband, it’s not true. I don’t want to start our lives together with a lie.” She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. He let her be, wondering what she was thinking about. It took less than a minute before the hand that still rested on his slacks over his hard dick squeezed and she opened her eyes. “I’m ready. Take me to bed,” she stood, “but you’re not carrying me. I’m too big for that.” She held out her hand for his. Sean stood and looked down at her a moment.

He cupped her cheek and gave her a soft kiss, enough to get her to drop her guard then he bent and scooped her up.

“Put me down,” Sabrina squealed with surprise as her arms clutched around his neck. “You’re gonna hurt yourself.”

“Baby. I work for a living. I throw bags of cement over each shoulder and carry them like they’re nothing, you’re not gonna break me.”

She kept telling him she was too much for him to carry, but he ignored it and headed for the bedroom.

Sean couldn’t believe his luck. He’d asked for a wife willing to stay home and raise his children and he’d been sent not only a woman who was willing to do that, but one who wanted to. He’d half expected her to be homely and someone he had to work hard to bed, but somehow the agency had sent a woman he found incredibly attractive. She was just his type. Round and lush. If he’d been given a lineup of women to choose from, he couldn’t imagine any of them being any sexier than Sabrina, or Ree as he’d started calling her in his head. For some reason when he’d read the name Sabrina he’d pictured Audrey Hepburn. It wasn’t that he didn’t like the actress, but he thought of her as he’d seen her the most, older and not really someone he was attracted to. She had amazing talent, which he didn’t doubt his Sabrina shared, but the woman in his arms just wasn’t the same, at least not in his mind.

As she had talked to him, telling him different things about herself and her life it had come to him. She wasn’t Sabrina. She was his Ree. He might tell her sometime or it might slip out, but for now, it was just in his head. She was his Ree.

He carried Ree into the bedroom and dropped her on the bed, laughing as a look of horror that flashed across her face for a split second before relief took its place as she hit the mattress and bounced. A look he didn’t understand yet crossed her face and for a moment he thought he'd screwed up then she threw her head back and laughed. It wasn’t a small, polite laugh, but a happy tinkling laugh that made him want to hear it again. He was half tempted to abandon what he’d been doing and instead crawl up the bed after her, tickling and teasing until she laughed again, but there were more important things at hand.

Showing his Ree how good he could make her feel.

He watched her sink into the fluffy white comforter that, until now, he’d only thought was a pain in the ass to keep from getting dirt on, now he appreciated it for another reason. It made the rosy pink of her skin pop into his attention. He kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his shirt as he watched her snuggle deeper on top of the bed, her eyes on him. For a moment he was tempted to turn it into a show. To strip for her one piece of clothing at a time, but something told him not today. They’d have a life time together and he would have other opportunities.

After shrugging his dress shirt off and tossing it aside he decided he’d let her be long enough and moved toward her, he leaned over the bed and kissed her again, as she started to relax he slid one hand up her leg, starting low and inching upwards until it was slipping beneath her skirt, pushing it up as he went. Sabrina wiggled beneath him. She pushed one hand into his hair, her nails raked against his scalp. The small sting only made him want more. Her other hand was splayed flat against his chest. The heat of it seeping through the thin cotton of his undershirt making him wish he’d shed it when he’d taken off the other one.