James River 02 - Lost Lady by Jude Deveraux

Author:Jude Deveraux [Deveraux, Jude]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical, General, Contemporary, Love Stories, Historical Fiction, Virginia, London (England), Romance Fiction
ISBN: 9780671739775
Publisher: Pocket
Published: 1985-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

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"Please, Travis, please," she begged.

Within seconds he came to her, his mouth hard on hers, but no harder than hers as she attempted to devour all of him. When he entered her, she arched high, completely off the bed, supporting him, needing him, using her hips to drive him onward.

His passion was as great as hers and his need as violent. After only a few powerful, deep, filling thrusts, his body jerked, and he clutched her to him in a bone-crushing hug as spasms racked both their bodies.

It was several moments before Regan realized she couldn't breathe, that Travis seemed to be trying to pull her inside him, and that she wanted him to.

As he relaxed his grip but still held her, his face buried in her neck, she opened her eyes and saw a long line of crushed flower petals clinging to his sweaty skin. Turning her head, breathing deeply of the lovely fragrance, she began to laugh as she put out her hand, grabbed some flowers, and playfully tossed them into the air.

One eyebrow lifted, Travis moved to look at her. "And what is so amusing?" he asked.

"Flowers for the bride!" she laughed gaily. "Oh Travis, I meant a bouquet, not a whole garden."

Leaning across her, he grabbed a handful, catching the flowers upside down and sideways, and he held out the funny bouquet. "I'm sure you could find what you wanted in this."

She moved out from under him, rolling in the flowers, tossing clumps into the air, and then began pelting him with them. "She wants flowers," Regan laughed in a mock deep voice. "I'll give her flowers. Oh Travis, everything you do is so…so big!" she laughed, trying for the right word. "Everything is so oversized, blown out of proportion, overpowering, domineering. " Sitting up, watching him, looking at that magnificent body reclining lazily on a bed of flowers, her heart seemed to turn somersaults.

"Perhaps," she said in a cat-soft voice, "not all of you is overpowering all the time."

After a sharp intake of breath, Travis grabbed her by a handful of silk, but a short, sharp scream from Regan stopped him.

"Don't you tear one more piece of my clothing," she warned, but flung the silk gown off before he could disobey her.

"Orders and taunts," he said, his eyes narrowing as he lifted himself up onto all fours and began to stalk her like some great beast of prey.

With a squeal of delight, Regan backed away from him, bombarding him with flowers as he slowly came toward her. When she was backed against the wall, she threw her hands up in surrender. "Oh, kind sir, "

she said in mock fear. "Do what you will with me, but do not take my virtue. "

Her skin alive, anticipating Travis's delicious pounce, she was startled when he uttered a heartfelt

"Damn!"

Turning her head, she saw that he'd sat up, holding his knee. "How can you crawl around on these damned things without injury? Look

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