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“This is good,” heone hand on her backside while the other sank into all that silky hair that now hung in wet ropes

Her face was level with his and he stared into her eyes for half a second before sliding his mouth over hers Her lips were soft and full, but there was hesitation there—he felt it

Teague eased into the kiss, taking his tiue along the corner of her mouth, but went no further until he felt her relax And then he slid inside, his tongue coaxing her open

Dained

Teague kissed her slowly Thoroughly He tasted every inch of her ainst him and when he found the spot where her pulse beat so rapidly, he knew she was just as affected as he was She moaned and clutched at his shoulders

“Teague,” she whispered

He paused, eyes on her face “Do you want et the words out because he was so damn worked up for this woman

Half lidded, she looked down at hi She rin, he continued his assault He held her tightly and when she bent backward, he took the opportunity and opened his hot mouth over her breasts

Even through the thin wet cotton of her shirt she felt aue and ainst him

By this ti with his own situation His erection was painful and if he could have ripped off her bottoms and buried hi, and he paused for ahis head on her chest

“I want you,” he said roughly

For a few seconds, there was nothing but his heavy breathing, the gentle swell of water lapping at his waist, and the night sounds of cottage country

Tentative fingers rested on his shoulders and he tilted his head so that he could see her face Wait…was that…was she crying?

“I don’t think I can, Teague” Her voice trembled “I mean I want to but I…I’m not sure”