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surrender. This was so good—too good to start quibbling over details now.
“Take all the time you want,” she said.
“All the time you need,” he argued.
A cry of excitement escaped her throat when Jason brushed his hand lightly over her, then he pulled her down beside him.
“Now you’re beginning to understand the pleasures of waiting,” he said.
“I’m beginning to understand how infuriating you can be,” she argued. “And as far as waiting goes? I’m done waiting.”
Chapter Ten
Having removed her thong, Jason eased down the bed, kissing her all the way. Over her breasts and down over the swell of her belly, he only stopped when she exclaimed softly and opened her legs a little to urge him on, but he still wouldn’t take the hint. Moving on, he kept on kissing her.
“No,” he warned when she tensed. “I haven’t finished with you yet.”
“I won’t be responsible for my actions...” She laughed shakily as she teetered on the edge.
“Now,” he said softly.
Her world exploded in a starburst of pleasure. She cried out wordlessly over and over again. And then Jason’s hand finished what his mouth had started, and she was lost all over again.
“Greedy,” he murmured when she finally quieted. Smiling deep into her eyes, he protected them both and moved over her. She drew back her legs as he stroked, and then cried out as he took her deep. The sensation of being stretched and pleasured by him was like nothing she’d ever known before. He rested for a moment to allow her to get used to the sensation, and then rolled his hips until she was back on the edge again. Determined not to fall so easily this time, she tightened her muscles around him, and had the satisfaction of hearing him groan.
“What was that about holding on?” she taunted softly.
“Witch,” he murmured.
She felt him grow tense as he exerted his formidable self-control.
“Remind me to punish you for that,” he murmured.
“Punish me for having such strong muscles?” She smiled into his eyes.
“Perhaps you’re right,” he agreed. “They do have their advantages.”
With a growl, he pulled back and thrust deep. Not once. Many times. She didn’t care who won this battle. She only cared about this man, this sensation, this hunger, this moment. What more could there be?
They made love all night and slept fitfully. It only took one of them to move or stretch for their limbs to become entwined again. It seemed more natural to be one than apart, and there was so much pleasure available, they couldn’t deny themselves. Kate woke at some point around dawn to find Jason had moved behind her. No words were necessary. She arched her back, hungry for more, pressing into him in an unmistakable invitation, and exclaimed with relief when his big hands took hold of her and positioned her. This was what she wanted—Jason holding her and sinking deep.
Exhaling shakily, she clutched the pillow as if that could help her to withstand the extremes of pleasure he was dealing her. She gasped out, “More,” growing increasingly agitated when he began to move faster and with more intent. “Don’t stop—don’t ever stop—”
Thankfully, Jason had no intention of stopping. His hunger matched hers. He growled with pleasure and bit her neck when she reached back to nurse him as he worked. Having Jason was one of life’s outstanding events. Her feelings were fully engaged. She had to believe his were too. She was hot for him. She was insatiable. Her muscles gripped him until he cried out. And when they were both quiet again, he told her she was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman.
“And I want you for a lot longer than one night,” he grated out.
For now, she thought.
Dipping his head, he brushed Kate’s hair to one side so he could kiss her neck. Suggesting she become his mistress was about as realistic as trying to catch a cloud in his hand. Kate Black was her own woman in
“Take all the time you want,” she said.
“All the time you need,” he argued.
A cry of excitement escaped her throat when Jason brushed his hand lightly over her, then he pulled her down beside him.
“Now you’re beginning to understand the pleasures of waiting,” he said.
“I’m beginning to understand how infuriating you can be,” she argued. “And as far as waiting goes? I’m done waiting.”
Chapter Ten
Having removed her thong, Jason eased down the bed, kissing her all the way. Over her breasts and down over the swell of her belly, he only stopped when she exclaimed softly and opened her legs a little to urge him on, but he still wouldn’t take the hint. Moving on, he kept on kissing her.
“No,” he warned when she tensed. “I haven’t finished with you yet.”
“I won’t be responsible for my actions...” She laughed shakily as she teetered on the edge.
“Now,” he said softly.
Her world exploded in a starburst of pleasure. She cried out wordlessly over and over again. And then Jason’s hand finished what his mouth had started, and she was lost all over again.
“Greedy,” he murmured when she finally quieted. Smiling deep into her eyes, he protected them both and moved over her. She drew back her legs as he stroked, and then cried out as he took her deep. The sensation of being stretched and pleasured by him was like nothing she’d ever known before. He rested for a moment to allow her to get used to the sensation, and then rolled his hips until she was back on the edge again. Determined not to fall so easily this time, she tightened her muscles around him, and had the satisfaction of hearing him groan.
“What was that about holding on?” she taunted softly.
“Witch,” he murmured.
She felt him grow tense as he exerted his formidable self-control.
“Remind me to punish you for that,” he murmured.
“Punish me for having such strong muscles?” She smiled into his eyes.
“Perhaps you’re right,” he agreed. “They do have their advantages.”
With a growl, he pulled back and thrust deep. Not once. Many times. She didn’t care who won this battle. She only cared about this man, this sensation, this hunger, this moment. What more could there be?
They made love all night and slept fitfully. It only took one of them to move or stretch for their limbs to become entwined again. It seemed more natural to be one than apart, and there was so much pleasure available, they couldn’t deny themselves. Kate woke at some point around dawn to find Jason had moved behind her. No words were necessary. She arched her back, hungry for more, pressing into him in an unmistakable invitation, and exclaimed with relief when his big hands took hold of her and positioned her. This was what she wanted—Jason holding her and sinking deep.
Exhaling shakily, she clutched the pillow as if that could help her to withstand the extremes of pleasure he was dealing her. She gasped out, “More,” growing increasingly agitated when he began to move faster and with more intent. “Don’t stop—don’t ever stop—”
Thankfully, Jason had no intention of stopping. His hunger matched hers. He growled with pleasure and bit her neck when she reached back to nurse him as he worked. Having Jason was one of life’s outstanding events. Her feelings were fully engaged. She had to believe his were too. She was hot for him. She was insatiable. Her muscles gripped him until he cried out. And when they were both quiet again, he told her she was everything he’d ever wanted in a woman.
“And I want you for a lot longer than one night,” he grated out.
For now, she thought.
Dipping his head, he brushed Kate’s hair to one side so he could kiss her neck. Suggesting she become his mistress was about as realistic as trying to catch a cloud in his hand. Kate Black was her own woman in
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