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But still, he didn’t move

"Would you please just start already?"

"I am not quite certain I knohat your ’most private heat’ is," he ad to hi with his de him, but the tips of her breasts nearly brushed his chest, he could feel the heat of her body, and an alar his

"I’ll help you find it," she assured hied

It took Jane two seconds to retrieve the small footstool from beside the hearth, plop it down at his feet, and stand on it It put them nose to nose, a

And he stared silently back

Their breath aze dropped froain He wet his lips, staring at her

Jane kept her hands behind her back so she wouldn’t touch hi he’d use it as an excuse to leave It was intensely inti And the way he was looking at her--with such raw hunger and heat!

A small sound escaped her He answered in kind, then looked startled by his involuntary groan Jane scarcely dared breathe, waiting for him to move that last tiny half inch His dark, raw sexuality coupled with his innocence of love was an irresistibly erotic combination The man was an expert lover, of that she had no doubt, yet it was as if it were his first time ever, and each touch would be an undiscovered country to hiave a quarter inch, and he met her halfway

His lips touched hers

God, they were cold! she thought, stunned Icy