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From Cupid's Arrow
Emma's throaty laugh sounded deep and sensual. "Believe me, it's not your technique, detective." Her hands released the death grip she had on the robe, slipping inside to touch his bare chest. "I can't get what you look like in my robe out of my head." She lightly raked her nails across his nipples, getting the response she wanted when his big body shuddered.Mike pulled back, his eyes smoldering with desire, "Then maybe it's time to take it off."