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Her heart jerked around inside her chest as though it were suspended on a piece of elastic The ache in her breasts curled down through her belly to taunt her sex and tease fro She realised that she should be horrified by the way she was reacting to him in viehat she had now discovered, horrified and deterht of hi her But she also knew that she wasn't; instead she wanted him with a physical intensity that held her fast in an unfarip

‘Is that what you wanted to say to me, Emily—that I cant make you want me any more, that I cant arouse you, that I can't do this? He lifted his hand and stroked a fingertip down the side of her neck and along her collar-bone, ht He had moved closer to her so close that she could sne and the aroused heat of his body

Was it that, with its powerful but subtleher boneless with aching longing for hi her that she should resist him and that this was no way for her to behave if she truly wanted him to believe what she had said?

She should say so, tell him to stop; tell him that there was no point in this for either of them But she knew that she wouldn't, just as she knew that some deep-rooted female part of her wanted this show ofexcite heat of the mutual lust they had conjured up out of nowhere She could quite easily have pushed past him Emily knew, and she knew too that Marco would not try to stop her if she did But the reality was that she didn't want toThe reality was that her body was possessed by an incendiary er and desire that took fire from Marcos determination to confront her with her own acceptance of his power to arouse her

‘But that would be a lie wouldn't it?' Marco challenged her softly as he continued his relentless sensual assault, his lips brushing the bare flesh of her throat in between each word, i her in her oild arousal

‘Wouldn't it?' he insisted as he slid his hand beneath her sweater and freed her breasts froing bubbled in her throat as he fed her craving for his possession

‘You want

‘No!' E her breast and his fingertips stroking deliberately against her nipple again She knew she couldn't hold out ainst the dammed-up force of her own need With a low sound of surrender, she reached blindly for hi for his kiss and the swift, exultant victory of his tongue

She could feel the thick hardness of his ainst her body In her minds eye she visualised his naked body, fa behind her closed eyes the thick sheathing of sid muscle, where it rose from the dark silky thickness of hair She could ally supple to her touch, and so responsive to the caress of her fingers and herseized her Impetuously she reached down between their bodies to touch hiertips, and then stroking his thickness A deep purr of satisfaction gathered in her throat as she felt hi aat the fastening of her skirt

Not even in their early days together had she experienced this degree of intense need, she recognised It was sobefore; bolder, and fiercer and hungrier—the sexual desire of a woman who must be satisfied

The de fear that had in recent weeks sucked frohed off by their shared passion as were their clothes, unwanted encu all that she could Marco was driving both of thee into the turbulent flood of the ether

Eed at his shirt buttons and trouser fastenings, her endeavours deliberately interrupted by hiainst the sensitive thrust of her nipple, causing her to gasp and then ive in to the intensity of the sensation he was inflicting on her When pleasure was this intense, she thought frantically, it bordered on the almost unendurable And yet she wouldn't have wanted it any other ouldn't have wanted any other man wouldn't have been able to reach this lack of inhibition with anyone else