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The proht a hint of pink to her cheeks This tio She crossed to the wagon and climbed inside There were many preparations she wanted to make before he came to her
Reth frolistened She stripped off her clothes all the way to the skin, and sparingly used Lady Crawford’s lotion toshadoere stealing in when she slipped under the quilt to wait for Benteen
It wasn’t long before the tent flap was lifted and he stepped into the back of the wagon Unable to see in the darkness, Lorna listened to the sounds heWhen he raised the quilt to lie down beside her, she felt a treh her body
“I hope this night will be as long as all the others have been” His voice was lower than a murmur as he moved to her
It was too late for any kind of second thoughts as his er Benteen didn’t try to control She closed her eyes as her lips parted voluntarily to deepen the kiss There was no more reason to think as instinct took over and her hands slid compulsively up his muscled shoulders
His fingers were tunneling under the weight of her hair and spreading down her spine to gather her closer She felt hi pressure of his ainst her lips, “My God, you aren’t wearing any clothes”
“No I wanted it like our wedding night—with nothing between us,” Lorna ad whisper
His hands began to move over her body, down her spine to the slender indentation of her waist and the rounded curve of her hip Lorna shivered with a raw pleasure,softly Benteen accepted the silent invitation and abandoned her lips to nibble at the slim curve of her neck
Inevitably, it seemed, he continued his exploration to the taut swell of her breasts Where his kiss had been hungry and deue was like rough velvet on her breast, tracing small spirals around the sensitive rosy peak Her hands buried themselves into the thickness of his hair and tried to force an end to the exquisite torment
The moment spun out endlessly as Lorna surrendered to the passion he aroused His hands andher all anew She whispered his name over and over
When he finally responded to her wordless urging and ht of him, but the war to fear And the coupling becaloriously satisfying
Yet, when it was over and Lorna was resting in the crook of his ar hadn’t been as it was before There was a part of hiiven her He’d held back the emotional side
“What’s wrong, Benteen?” shechest hairs
“Nothing”
So to leave you,” she said, because it was so she had never told him in so many words “I just wanted to hurt you, because you threay the roses It was childish”