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She’d been shocked at the raw pleasure he’d coaxed froh and marked from a life carved from the earth, his skin dark froh the tre, and then he’d stroked up her dress and bared her to the sun, to the kiss of his eyeshis , he lowered his head to her neglected breast, pushing upith a thickly rind her delicate flesh in thethe black silk of his hair, she arced up into his mouth as her body trembled and broke in a burst of liquid heat
“There,” he ain, when she could hear again, though her chest continued to heave, “now you will behave, will you not?”
Stroking one hand down his stubbled jaw, she tugged him down “Kiss me, husband”
“Husband” Honor ith the word on her lips, the ies from the dream as vivid as the tiny spasms low in her body She hs clenched tight around a pillow But instead of jerking away, she rubbed herself against it, trying to hold on to the vestiges of a dream more erotic than any real-life experience she’d had—a dreaht forever stolen
“There, now you will behave, will you not?”
Her niles tightened to near-painful points, aftershocks rippling between her legs “Oh, God”
The strange thing was, she’d never been drawn to dominant men in bed, wouldn’t have expected to find the dream so very sexy—especially after the assault If she did have sex again, she’d assuentle and patient with her fears
A brutally beautiful face, dark eyes with an edge of entle in any sense of the word, but there was no doubting the sexual energy between them He was, she was forced to admit, the likely inspiration for her faceless dream lover Her hand fisted on the sheets at the sensory h, the feel of his callused handher breast, the clever wickedness of his ainst her
Muscles low in her body clenched, wanting that thick heat pushing inside her
“Cold shower ti off the sheets to see that she was naked
Panic spiked and she went to reach for the gun under her pillow—until she saw the clothes strewn on the floor, as if she’d thrown the, she said, “So honest Being torasm by a man her dream self clearly trustedyeah, it was far better than re that black pit filled only with pain
The clock showed that she’d actually slept for a serious a, and she’d fallen into bed at six the previous day Showering, she got dressed, weapons included, and was about to call D
She picked up to find Sara’s deputy, Abel, on the other end “There’s some kind of a situation in Little Italy,” he said “Can you check it out?”
Every part of her hungered to get to the Catskills, but she was a hunter and thatto drop in the elevator,” she said “Call you back when I reach the ground floor”