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He sat down beside her, and she felt the ht He conte her He said nothing, and nor did she There were no words to say This was not about words This was about the fire in her blood,her someone quite, quite different
A mistress The woman he wanted her to be
The woman she noas for him
And she would be that wo hi his thu the lushness of her lip His touch dissolved into her, and with a movement she could not stop she bit slowly, softly, into the hard pad of his grazing thu it
She saw the deep flare in his eyes, fatho, iain
His thumb left her mouth, travelled slowly down the curve of her jaw, the line of her throat, pausing in the hollow at its base to feel the pulse with its slow, insistent beat His handinto her cleavage, and then, with a considered, leisurely movement, he dren the bodice of her dress to display her breasts to him
Heat pooled between her legs Her breath caught in her throat She lay, breasts bared, while he drifted the tips of his fingers across them He did not look at her, only at her breasts, and she felt the like exquisitely sensitive buds The touch of his nails on the, dissolved her spine
For a little while he continued to caress her breasts, al what his touch would do to theers clench as sensation after sensation shot through her
She could not think; she could only feel She was only this—an exquisite net of sensation, playing through her body Tiny shoots of fire laced fro down, down the length of her abdos
Her lips parted and she gave a low, soft moan
As if it were a signal, heone hand beneath her shoulder and turning her over with effortless strength, before she even realised what he was doing The room swirled and settled, and then, with another, deeper shiver of excite the silk of her short skirt, riding up over her thighs He s it towards the small of her back
Exposing the bare mounds of her bottom
She wore no panties What would have been the point? They would only have had to be removed
She felt him still He had not expected that, for her to be so naked She knew it deep inside her, where the heat was pooling, and the knowledge ainst a pillow, her hands reaching up above her, fingers pressing into the edge, while the taut silk of her dress cut across the bared flesh of her bottom, displayed for his view
Sensation surged through her She felt arousal—full-on, incredibly erotic—flood her Instinctively she stretched her spine, indenting her body into the htly apart