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Jenna Brooks's POV
Conrad's hands slowly traveled to my face and his lips found mine again. He put one of his arms under my shoulders and the other under my butt. I had a vague sense of being lifted and realized he was carrying me towards the bed.
He gently lowered me onto the soft mattress and I leaned back watching his muscular frame hover above mine. He trailed kisses down my neck and along my collarbone, eliciting soft moans from my lips.
He traced the line of my collarbone and soon, his lips were against mine again. He kissed me gently, carefully. I knotted my fists against his shirt, pulling him closer. He groaned softly, low in his throat, and then his arms circled me. I shuddered as Conrad slid his hand under my robe, running his fingers over my skin.