Christina Dodd - Lost Texas Heart 03 by Close to You

Author:Close to You [You, Close to]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-04-04T09:20:17+00:00

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Fight? Hell, why should she fight when this moment, this now was the greatest passion she'd ever experi-enced?

When he lifted his head from hers, she was drunk with need, giddy with lust. When she blindly tried to walk toward the bed, he stopped her with his hands on her shoulders.

"Wait. I want this first." He slipped his hands under her T-shirt, rested his palms flat against her belly, and smiled into her eyes. It wasn't a happy smile, or even a triumphant smile. In that curve of his lips she saw tor- , ment unleashed and need denied. "I've dreamed of this," he told her. "I have obsessed about this."

"You're not happy with your dreams?"

"No."

"Or your admission?"

"No." ,

"Then you should take your revenge," she whispered, staring boldly into his beautiful dark eyes.

He sucked in his breath, and the flame in his gaze turned savage. "You're either extremely brave or exceed-ingly foolish."

"Or else I trust you." She imitated him, tugging his T-shirt from under his waistband and placing her palms flat on his belly, "I trust you." -;» 5 ^s* ssa'w "^.

Once again she saw into the dark soul of a predator. But this time, it was she he was hunting, and this time, there was nothing cold in his regard. He wanted her

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with a fire that scorched a brand on her heart and burned everywhere they touched. The loneliness she saw there made her want to weep, and bumed her clear down to her bones.

She wasn't afraid. He would change her. After tonight, she would never be the same. But he wouldn't hurt her. Not physically. Not ever.

His hands moved beneath her shirt to the back clasp of her bra and popped it open. Grasping one strap, he slid it beneath the sleeve, down her arm, and off her hand. As smoothly as a magician—or a man with far too much experience—he brought her bra through the other sleeve and off.

He dropped it to the floor. With fierce, golden eyes, he stared at her breasts flattened by the tight T-shirt, at the nipples poking through the thin white material.

Color rose in his face, and she thought his need would compel him to take her breasts in his hands, in his mouth. In anticipation, her nipples hardened to painful points, and her hands clenched into fists against his skin. She stifled a whimper.

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zip-per. The metal rasp sounded loud in the silent room. She might as well have been nude before a tribunal that passed judgment and rendered punishment, for still he said nothing. Still he didn't touch her.

But she wasn't confined by whatever constraint he had placed on himself. She loosened her fists. She let her hands roam up to brush his male nipples, then

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down to follow the arrow of hair that pointed at his fly. She struggled to

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