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She felt her nipples tighten, her breasts lift with desire He had yet to touch her Still, she had never before been so aware of her body’s reactions to a man

But then, there’d never been a man like Jesse

The feeling was exciting Even frightening She wanted it never, ever to stop

“Jesse?” she whispered

He raised his head Her breath caught His beautiful face was all bones and angles and sharply etched planes He looked at her for what seemed like forever, and then, eyes on hers, he touched his hand to her breast One soft touch, the brush of his knuckles over her nipple

A sob burst from her throat

“It’s too much,” she said “Jesse, Jesse…”

His thuain Sienna sobbed his naently pushed her hand aside and went on stroking her, touching her before, slowly, he dipped his head and put his mouth to her other breast Her other nipple Sucked it into his hot, wet mouth

“Jesse, please I’ to—”

The world stopped

She gave a cry as wild as the storrowled her name, lifted his head and took possession of herit a part of hi with desire

She gasped his naent, pushed her hands away, tore at the shirt himself She heard buttons pop, fabric tear, and then his skin was against hers, all that heat, that hard hened chest Shethe feel of hiht have been chiseled from stone

She’d wanted to lose herself, but so she had not expected and—and—

“Lift up,” he whispered, and she did, and he pulled down her sweatpants and now…

Now she was completely naked in his arms

“Sienna”

He whispered her naainst her mouth Her throat Her breasts His hand cupped one breast, his fingers deliciously calloused against the sensitive nipple, then h She cried out It was too much Too much Too…