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stop.” He hoped. With infinite care, he gathered her close. “Just do me one favor.”
“What?”
“Don’t wait too long. My off switch isn’t all that trustworthy.”
Her soft laugh was as arousing as a caress. “You won’t need it. I promise.”
“I hope you take your promises seriously,” he muttered and lowered his head, kissing her with unchecked passion.
He was done talking. If he frightened her, it would be best to know now while he still had the self-possession to leave her untouched. But instead of pulling back, she wrapped her arms around him and gave him kiss for kiss.
Wynne was lost. Lost in a sensuous haze of mouths and tongues and tender caresses. She was still on her back, the hem of her nightgown drifting ever upward, the neckline falling further open. And always his hands—skating, probing, coasting over bared skin.
“Too many clothes,” he muttered, the warmth of his breath catching in the hollow of her shoulder.
And then there weren’t any clothes.
“Jake…” His name came out half-strangled. “Please.”
“I want to please you. Tell me it’s what you want, too.” He surged upward, lifting half-off her. Cool airswirled into the breach, a biting foil to the explosive heat simmering between them. “What’s your final answer, wife?”
“Wait…” She groaned in dismay, knowing that wasn’t what she’d meant, that she’d only said it to keep him from leaving her side. Everything was so mixed up. So confused. Words didn’t make sense any more. Nothing made sense…except for Jake.
“You want me to stop?” His voice sounded strained, urgent. “Don’t play games with me, dammit!”
Her head shifted restlessly against the sheets. “No. Don’t stop.” Finally the words came out right, fervent in their demand. With an aggression that amazed her, she pulled him back into her arms, shifting to accommodate his weight. “Don’t ever stop.”
His mouth found hers, absorbing her whimpered pleas before slipping downward. He anointed her rounded contours with his tongue, savoring each gentle dip and curve as though it were an exotic spice. His touch left behind a trail of insidious devastation as he explored places never seen by a man, let alone kissed. And all the while a burning need licked at her. She trembled helplessly as Jake fed that fire, building it higher and brighter and hotter. Desire became a ravenous hunger unlike any she’d ever known, a hunger she’d do anything to sate.
“Jake!” She sobbed out his name, begging for that ultimate gratification.
“It’s coming, sweetheart. I promise, it’s coming.”
Still his hands played, tripping along nerves stretched to the brink. As though sensing she’d reached the end of her endurance, he positioned himself between her thighs. For an endless moment she lay spread beneath him, trembling helplessly on the verge of some great cataclysm. Then he drove into her with one surging thrust.
He tensed as he absorbed the shock of her innocence, his eyes blazing like golden flames through a tumble of black hair. “What—”
“It’s all right,” she tried to reassure. “Please, Jake!”
Didn’t he understand? The pain of his taking was nothing in comparison to the urgent need his possession had sparked. She smoldered with it. Desperate to convince him, she rocked her hips upward in silent appeal, begging for the completion hovering just out of reach. He wanted to pull away, she could tell, and she watched helplessly as he fought an inner battle, struggling to subdue the most powerful of nature’s urges.
It was a battle he had no hope of winning.
“I can’t,” he muttered. “Heaven help me, I can’t…”
He shut his eyes, fighting for restraint, fighting to make her passage as painless as possible. But restraint was also beyond him. The breath exploded from his chest and he drove into her heat. “Forgive me, elf,” he gasped out the words. “I never meant for this to happen.”
They rode the crest
“What?”
“Don’t wait too long. My off switch isn’t all that trustworthy.”
Her soft laugh was as arousing as a caress. “You won’t need it. I promise.”
“I hope you take your promises seriously,” he muttered and lowered his head, kissing her with unchecked passion.
He was done talking. If he frightened her, it would be best to know now while he still had the self-possession to leave her untouched. But instead of pulling back, she wrapped her arms around him and gave him kiss for kiss.
Wynne was lost. Lost in a sensuous haze of mouths and tongues and tender caresses. She was still on her back, the hem of her nightgown drifting ever upward, the neckline falling further open. And always his hands—skating, probing, coasting over bared skin.
“Too many clothes,” he muttered, the warmth of his breath catching in the hollow of her shoulder.
And then there weren’t any clothes.
“Jake…” His name came out half-strangled. “Please.”
“I want to please you. Tell me it’s what you want, too.” He surged upward, lifting half-off her. Cool airswirled into the breach, a biting foil to the explosive heat simmering between them. “What’s your final answer, wife?”
“Wait…” She groaned in dismay, knowing that wasn’t what she’d meant, that she’d only said it to keep him from leaving her side. Everything was so mixed up. So confused. Words didn’t make sense any more. Nothing made sense…except for Jake.
“You want me to stop?” His voice sounded strained, urgent. “Don’t play games with me, dammit!”
Her head shifted restlessly against the sheets. “No. Don’t stop.” Finally the words came out right, fervent in their demand. With an aggression that amazed her, she pulled him back into her arms, shifting to accommodate his weight. “Don’t ever stop.”
His mouth found hers, absorbing her whimpered pleas before slipping downward. He anointed her rounded contours with his tongue, savoring each gentle dip and curve as though it were an exotic spice. His touch left behind a trail of insidious devastation as he explored places never seen by a man, let alone kissed. And all the while a burning need licked at her. She trembled helplessly as Jake fed that fire, building it higher and brighter and hotter. Desire became a ravenous hunger unlike any she’d ever known, a hunger she’d do anything to sate.
“Jake!” She sobbed out his name, begging for that ultimate gratification.
“It’s coming, sweetheart. I promise, it’s coming.”
Still his hands played, tripping along nerves stretched to the brink. As though sensing she’d reached the end of her endurance, he positioned himself between her thighs. For an endless moment she lay spread beneath him, trembling helplessly on the verge of some great cataclysm. Then he drove into her with one surging thrust.
He tensed as he absorbed the shock of her innocence, his eyes blazing like golden flames through a tumble of black hair. “What—”
“It’s all right,” she tried to reassure. “Please, Jake!”
Didn’t he understand? The pain of his taking was nothing in comparison to the urgent need his possession had sparked. She smoldered with it. Desperate to convince him, she rocked her hips upward in silent appeal, begging for the completion hovering just out of reach. He wanted to pull away, she could tell, and she watched helplessly as he fought an inner battle, struggling to subdue the most powerful of nature’s urges.
It was a battle he had no hope of winning.
“I can’t,” he muttered. “Heaven help me, I can’t…”
He shut his eyes, fighting for restraint, fighting to make her passage as painless as possible. But restraint was also beyond him. The breath exploded from his chest and he drove into her heat. “Forgive me, elf,” he gasped out the words. “I never meant for this to happen.”
They rode the crest
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