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kiss, Maggie,” he whispered, “let me taste you,” as his tongue sought her lips, just to lick them, andthrust at the moment she least expected into the warm honey of her mouth again.
She wasn’t prepared for him, for anything. Not Logan, not another man, not her hunger, nor her eager surrender to his forceful invasion of her mouth. Or his arms enfolding her in a way that rubbed against her breasts and cupped them, until his fingers found her hardening nipples with unerring accuracy even under the layers of material.
She held his hands and he held her captive with his kiss and his caress. Her body flooded with feminine heat, her mouth could not get enough of him. He was the first man to release this volcanic yearning in her.
Just when she thought that his stroking her nipples and his exploring, stroking tongue, would bring her to completion, she felt him pull away gently but abruptly. His hands slid down and away from her breasts to take the reins again.
She made a small sound in her throat.
“I love your kisses, Maggie,” he murmured.
Not enough, she thought violently. Her whole body was stiff with arousal and she did not know what to do. She felt frantic and scared and tense with unfulfilled desire. And
he
wanted to talk!
“I dreamt of your kisses for five long, barren years, Maggie.”
“I’m here now.”
“But I want more than your kisses.”
I want more too
, she thought, but she couldn’t say it. Her body was cooling down now, and she was utterly dismayed at what she was feeling, and what he had made her want.
“Logan, don’t…”
“But I’m going to. I made you come alive, Maggie, for the first time in years. Who else do you think could do that?”
Anybody, she thought grimly. Any damned body, because she was more desperate and more greedy than even Frank had accused her of being. He had had a word for it, and she wasn’t sure, at this moment when she felt like devouring Logan’s mouth and stripping off her clothes to let him feel her naked body, she wasn’t sure that Frank hadn’t been absolutely right.
Chapter Four
They rode quietly back to town. Logan knew just when not to press a point and just when to keep silent. He knew, she thought trenchantly, exactly what she was feeling and what she was thinking. If it wasn’t a surprise to him, it had been a catastrophic revelation to her.
He even knew where to put his hands so as not to touch her again, and that annoyed her most of all. His body was like a wall behind her, solid, with no feeling. There might never have been the intimacy between them. He knew just how to handle it and she did not.
No one gave them a second glance as Logan drew up in front of the
Morning Call
building, but Maggie had the distinct feeling her mother-in-law was at an upstairs window, spying on her. She couldn’t wait to remove herself from the erotic heat of his body. She swung herself down from the saddle before Logan could lift a hand to help her, and turned a defiant face to him.
He spoke before she could think of what to say. “I’m coming for you now, Maggie. No one is going to get in my way.”
She bridled. “I hope you don’t think I’m just going to stand still and wait,” she said tartly, swallowing her anger and the words that bubbled up in her throat. She wasfurious with herself and with him. Everything was changed now. Everything. Against her wishes, but not against her treacherous body, he had moved their friendship into a realm that went beyond anything she had felt with Frank. And she was angry that she had responded to him so flagrantly, scared that her hunger would scare him.
“Oh no,” he murmured, looking at her as if he had never seen her before, “I expect you to run as far and as fast as you can, Maggie. I promise you won’t get far.”
“Maybe you won’t,” she retorted, and he smiled a wicked little smile that set her hackles up like nothing else he had done so far. She wheeled away before she could find words to
She wasn’t prepared for him, for anything. Not Logan, not another man, not her hunger, nor her eager surrender to his forceful invasion of her mouth. Or his arms enfolding her in a way that rubbed against her breasts and cupped them, until his fingers found her hardening nipples with unerring accuracy even under the layers of material.
She held his hands and he held her captive with his kiss and his caress. Her body flooded with feminine heat, her mouth could not get enough of him. He was the first man to release this volcanic yearning in her.
Just when she thought that his stroking her nipples and his exploring, stroking tongue, would bring her to completion, she felt him pull away gently but abruptly. His hands slid down and away from her breasts to take the reins again.
She made a small sound in her throat.
“I love your kisses, Maggie,” he murmured.
Not enough, she thought violently. Her whole body was stiff with arousal and she did not know what to do. She felt frantic and scared and tense with unfulfilled desire. And
he
wanted to talk!
“I dreamt of your kisses for five long, barren years, Maggie.”
“I’m here now.”
“But I want more than your kisses.”
I want more too
, she thought, but she couldn’t say it. Her body was cooling down now, and she was utterly dismayed at what she was feeling, and what he had made her want.
“Logan, don’t…”
“But I’m going to. I made you come alive, Maggie, for the first time in years. Who else do you think could do that?”
Anybody, she thought grimly. Any damned body, because she was more desperate and more greedy than even Frank had accused her of being. He had had a word for it, and she wasn’t sure, at this moment when she felt like devouring Logan’s mouth and stripping off her clothes to let him feel her naked body, she wasn’t sure that Frank hadn’t been absolutely right.
Chapter Four
They rode quietly back to town. Logan knew just when not to press a point and just when to keep silent. He knew, she thought trenchantly, exactly what she was feeling and what she was thinking. If it wasn’t a surprise to him, it had been a catastrophic revelation to her.
He even knew where to put his hands so as not to touch her again, and that annoyed her most of all. His body was like a wall behind her, solid, with no feeling. There might never have been the intimacy between them. He knew just how to handle it and she did not.
No one gave them a second glance as Logan drew up in front of the
Morning Call
building, but Maggie had the distinct feeling her mother-in-law was at an upstairs window, spying on her. She couldn’t wait to remove herself from the erotic heat of his body. She swung herself down from the saddle before Logan could lift a hand to help her, and turned a defiant face to him.
He spoke before she could think of what to say. “I’m coming for you now, Maggie. No one is going to get in my way.”
She bridled. “I hope you don’t think I’m just going to stand still and wait,” she said tartly, swallowing her anger and the words that bubbled up in her throat. She wasfurious with herself and with him. Everything was changed now. Everything. Against her wishes, but not against her treacherous body, he had moved their friendship into a realm that went beyond anything she had felt with Frank. And she was angry that she had responded to him so flagrantly, scared that her hunger would scare him.
“Oh no,” he murmured, looking at her as if he had never seen her before, “I expect you to run as far and as fast as you can, Maggie. I promise you won’t get far.”
“Maybe you won’t,” she retorted, and he smiled a wicked little smile that set her hackles up like nothing else he had done so far. She wheeled away before she could find words to
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