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excitement.
    â€œSuits me.” He studied her in the light from her apartment, because she’d opened the door and was standing in the doorway. “Are you in a flaming rush to get in there?” He nodded, indicating her apartment.
    â€œNo…”
    â€œThen why don’t you come here and let me kiss you?” he asked, surprising himself, because he hadn’t meant to say that. She had a body that delighted him, and he’d been staring on and off at her soft, pretty mouth all night. He was curious about her experience,or lack of it. She’d said she was innocent. He wanted to see if she really was.
    She felt electric tremors running down her spine. “K-kiss me?” she asked.
    â€œIt’s the usual custom, I believe,” he murmured, moving closer. He slid a big hand around her waist and pulled her against him. “Or did you mean what you said that day—that I was too old for you?” he added, his eyes narrow and curious.
    She could barely stand up, she was trembling so. “I didn’t mean it,” she said, her voice unsteady. “I was trying to convince you that I wasn’t chasing you.”
    â€œYou aren’t the type to chase men,” he said quietly. His hands slid around her and held her gently while his head bent toward hers.
    â€œI know,” she babbled. His breath was warm on her lips and she was almost delirious with nervous anticipation. “I’ve never been confident enough!”
    â€œShh,” he whispered against her lips. His mouth brushed them, very gently. He didn’t rush her. He was slow and tender, and he did nothing to frighten her. After a minute, he felt some of the tension go out of her body. Her hands were against the front of his shirt, and he felt their quick, jerky movement.
    He lifted his head to look into her wide, bright eyes. That nervousness wasn’t faked, he’d have bet his life on it. She was even a little frightened of him. “You don’t know how, do you?” he asked.
    â€œN-no,” she confessed miserably.
    â€œIt’s all right,” he said, and smiled faintly as he bent his head again. “I’ll teach you what you need to know, Maureen,” he bit off against her mouth.
    The words went through her with a shock of pleasure. She felt his mouth biting gently at hers inslow, brief, provocative movements. His hands slid down to her hips and began to draw her against him and then put her away, in a motion that aroused her beyond belief. His experience was evident, and so was her lack of it.
    â€œJake,” she whispered, her tone soft with fear.
    â€œGive in to it,” he whispered back. “You’re safe. I won’t do anything to hurt you or frighten you. Give me back the kiss, Maureen. Open your mouth a little and lift it against mine. Yes, little one, like that…Harder this time…harder!”
    She felt the fierce crush of his mouth with awed pleasure. He tasted of coffee and smoke, and his lips were devastatingly expert. Her arms went under his and around him; her hands savored the taut muscles of his broad shoulders. She clung to him, her body trembling with a kind of pleasure that terrified her while his hard mouth took everything it wanted from hers.
    When he lifted his head, her lips followed his, but he held her by the arms and stood looking down at her with an expression she couldn’t decipher.
    â€œYou’re trembling,” he said quietly.
    â€œI…nobody ever…ever kissed me that way,” she stammered, embarrassed by her own lack of experience.
    His eyes darkened. He couldn’t have imagined even a week ago that there was a woman in the country who hadn’t had at least one lover. He was astonished to discover that it mattered to him that Maureen hadn’t. He moved his big hands slowly between her rib cage and her waist, enjoyed the softness of her body, the feel of her trembling hands against his shirt.