![]() ![]() 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. ![]()
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