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"I wanted to turn you around and push you right back through the door before anyone else saw you I didn’t want to share you" He traced her lips with his finger "I still don’t"

Heat flared within her, and she suddenly felt , more womanly "I don’t want to share you, either"

He sth of her neck, across the delicate hollow of her collarbone, resting only when he reached the ribbon that tightened the neckline of her nightgown Without ever taking his eyes fro it slowly fro sh, and she was undone

Billie watched his fingers, e of the now loosened bodice catching between his thuer The silk slipped from her shoulder, then slowly slid down her ar revealed to him, but she could feel no modesty, su need to follow it through

She looked up, and so did he, alht her eyes with a questioning gaze, and she nodded, knowing exactly what he was asking He drew a breath, its ragged sound speaking of desire, and then he nudged her nightdress over the rise of her breasts before allowing gravity to do the rest The pale peach silk pooled luxuriously around her waist, but Billie didn’t notice George was staring at her with a reverence that took her breath away

With a tre hand, he reached out and cupped her breast, her nipple grazing lightly against his pal how such a touch could ry, but not for food, and the secret place between her legs tightened hat she could only assume was desire

Was this hoas supposed to feel? As if she were incomplete without hi, so powerful, and so thrillingly ainst her pale skin Heof just a few minutes earlier He made her feel like a priceless work of art, and he was studying every curve

She caught her botto through her lips as his hand dreay, teasing her skin until their only connection was his fingertips at her nipple

"You like that," he said

She nodded

Their eyes rowled, and then, as she gasped in surprise, he leaned down and took her into his hten into a hard little bud – the sort she normally only felt in the chill of winter