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Much later, Jane scooped up her papers in one arm and Sexpot in the other She knew exactly which scene of theabout to his lips lightly back and forth, creating a delicious sensual friction, until hers parted, yielding utterly The second, deeper, even more intimately, and the third so possessively that it led with hers He fitted his mouth so completely over hers that she could scarcely breathe If a kiss could speak, his was purring, "You are mine forever"

Subsequent kisses blended, wet and hot and intoxicating, one into another until her head was reeling She tre heat of desire

She whimpered when he traced the curve of her jan her neck to the top of her breast His touch evoked a blend of lassitude and adrenaline thatand weak at the saression Hot and needy and achy

His aqua that would strip bare far own froaze The chill air coupled with the ht and achy When he lowered his dark head and captured a pouty nipple in his mouth, she whimpered with pleasure When he buried his face between her breasts, slipping her gon over her hips, she pressed her honeyed wo

His lips seared her sensitive skin He scattered light kisses across her tu to his knees before her

She could barely stand, her knees so ith desire, and when his hot tongue pressed to her hotter flesh, lapping sweetly at her passion juices most private heat, she nearly screamed with the exquisiteness of it

Jane stood in the doorway of the great hall, a so, she’d inforinning preparations for their evening meal She’d headed for the bedcha beside the hearth, as if forgotten

He’d nodded nonchalantly, but his gaze had betrayed hi to the bedcha by the fire, reading so intently that he didn’t even notice her standing in the shadows of the stone dooratching as his eyes narrowed and his grip tightened on the parchment After a few minutes, he wet his lips and wiped beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand

"I feel quite rested now," she announced, striding briskly into the hall "Hey!" she exclai "Those are my papers! I told you not to read them!"

His head shot up His eyes were dark, his pupils dilated, his chest rising and falling as if he’d run a marathon

He shook the parcheance demanded in a voice that should have been firht, that heavy part of his… och, Christ, it hurt! distinctively, he pal the pain would di it only seelared at her She see

Jane cornered hirab the papers froive therowled He stood looking at her, her jaw, her neck Her breasts "This man you write of," he said tensely, "he has dark hair and eyes ofher best to sound defensive

" ’Tis me you write about," he accused When she made no move to deny it, he scowled " ’Tis in no fashion a proper wo what he knew of proper woht of female humans but what he’d learned fro to think, which was iely His breath was too short and shallow, hisHe felt intensely alive, all his senses stirring… de of the lips of yours lanced back at the papers--"burning with the scorching heat of desire?" He, who’d long been cold, ached to feel such heat

"Yes--if a ood at it," she said archly "But you’re not a man, remember? It probably wouldn’t work for you," she added sweetly