Beverly Barton - Laying His Claim.HTML by Elisa Jingco

Author:Elisa Jingco
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-01-17T20:56:05+00:00

Chapter 7

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K ate couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this way-on fire, burning with an all-consuming desire. She'd known other men, had enjoyed the sex and the friendship they'd shared, but only with Trent had she experienced true passion. A passion of the senses, of the heart, of the very soul. Swept away by an unexplainable hunger, by a need so strong that it overpowered everything else, she surrendered herself to her primeval needs. Her body instantly recognized Trent 's touch, his smell, his taste. And aroused beyond all reason, she responded instinctively. It had always been like this for them-no holding back, giving and taking with every breath, no rational thought, only an overwhelming desire for appeasement.

She could stop him. It wasn't too late. Not yet. She should call a halt, shouldn't she? This was madness. But heaven help them both, it was such sweet madness.

She had managed to unbutton his shirt while he'd yanked her sweater over her head. As they kissed, they tossed and tumbled on the bed. When she was breathless, Trent ended the kiss and lifted his head. Panting, her heart racing, she stared up into his brown eyes, shimmering with dark, uncontrollable desire. She reached out and touched his face. The light beard stubble scraped her fingertips like a fine sandpaper. Trent rose to his knees, drawing her up with him so that they faced each other. Gripping her shoulders, he let his gaze travel over her face, down her throat, and across her breasts. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra, then eased the straps down her arms and slipped the beige-satin garment off. His hot gaze and the cool air attacked her skin, tightening her nipples to pebble-hard points.

She rubbed her fingers over his chest, her nails raking his tiny male nipples and inching through the vee of curly dark hair. She loved the feel of him. The hardness of his muscular body and the softness of his chest hair.

Touching him titillated her, bringing long-dormant emotions to the surface.

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After cupping both of her breasts, he flicked his thumbs over her nipples. A tingling, clenching sensation shot through her, sensitizing her breasts and moistening her femininity. The achiness between her thighs grew more intense by the moment. Her body tightened and released. The process repeated itself, preparing her, moistening her.

Wanting, needing, hungry for all of him, Kate undid his belt and unbuttoned his slacks, then lowered the zipper.

Her movements eager, yet patiently deliberate, she tugged on his trousers, bringing them down over his hips. He pulled away from her and stood so that he could shrug out of his pants. She scooted to the edge of the bed, reached out and jerked down his black briefs, but they caught on his impressive erection. Gently she eased the material over his sex and down his legs. He kicked the briefs aside, sending them to join his discarded slacks.

An unbearable yearning urged her into action.

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