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The surging hunger of her own body for sensation was terrifyingly greedy. She was stripped of every thought, every feeling. Her entire body jerked with renewed shock, her legs trembling, an ache stirring between her thighs that made her teeth grit together in a kind of agonised pleasure. Excitement tore through her in an electrifying surge, re-during the cry of denial on her tongue to a mumbled, indistinct moan. His dark head bent and he closed his mouth hungrily on one pouting pink nipple. Her eyes flew wide on the taut, intent look of him as he slid lithely down the bed, his hands still shaping her flesh. 'No!' she cried as he released her lips.Īlex wasn't listening. His hands swept up her narrow ribcage and cupped her breasts and she froze, dredged from pleasure to dismay. 'Ah.' she gasped under his mouth in shock. Her breasts felt tender and swollen and, when Alex splayed a hand to her spine and pulled her closer, her taut nipples came into glancing contact with his hair-roughened chest. She was in another world, a be­witching world of sensuality, aware of her body as she had never been aware of it before, aware of her capacity for pleasure and utterly seduced by the desperate need for that same pleasure to continue. Her hands rose of their own volition and her fingers speared into his thick black hair, loving the texture, lingering to trace his well-shaped head and finally staying to hold her to him while she moved restively, involuntarily beneath him, wanting more contact, denied it. I knew you would,' Alex whispered against her reddened lips, when she trembled helplessly against him and closed her eyes, feeling her body arch up as if he had programmed her response.Īnd he went on making expert love to her mouth, extracting her from her flimsy nightdress without her even being aware of its removal.

She discovered that he could kiss her into breathless, panting surrender and leave her wanting things she had never dreamt she could want. Alex cannot make me enjoy this, want this. This wasn't happening, a shattered voice screamed inside her confused mind. The pressure of his mouth increased and then circled, teased, his tongue searching out the moist in­terior she had instinctively opened to him. It was a clenched tight stab of shocking excitement.

He gave a ragged groan of impatience, she felt his hand tighten in her hair, and then his tongue delved between her softly parted lips and she shivered, lanced by a sudden startling sensation deep in the pit of her stomach. But she was merely coming to terms with that aston­ishing gentleness when the entire tenor of his approach changed.