(Lost Texas Heart #3) Close to You by Christina Dodd

Author:Christina Dodd [Dodd, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The head of his penis probed at her, finding the right place, pressing against the nest between her thighs.

"Not yet." His voice was a husky taunt. "I want you insane with need. That way when I push my way into you, you'll be damp and open, and each time I pull out, your body will cling to me, reluctant to give me up. . . ."

Not yet? His every word made the knifepoint of need twist tighter within her.

He knew it, too. Every move he made, every word he spoke was deliberate, chosen to fan her desire.

His domination made her want to submit to him; he wanted more than submission. He wanted mad impatience, desperate fever.

He probed her again, a firm imprint that stretched the cloth over her clitoris and made her squirm against him, trying to get as close as possible. Trying to lure him inside.

She no longer cared that he was too big for her. She would put up with any amount of discomfort to mate with Teague . . . but in the dim recesses of her mind she realized there would be no discomfort, because Teague would do just as he promised. As he threatened. He wouldn't take her until she was so crazed with pas-sion she would be soft and pliant to his touch . . . until the moment when climax made her spasm around him.

This wasn't the sex with Teague she had imagined.

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She'd thought it would be fast and hot. Instead, he lin-gered and probed until frustrated tears trickled down her cheeks. She couldn't squirm away; his grip on her legs held her in place, and his weight controlled her every movement.

He kissed her, lingering kisses of such pleasure she wandered through sensual passages of dark delight.

He kissed the hollow of her throat, the swell of her breasts, the soft delicacy of her inner elbow. His penis touched her again and again, and when her body reached and stretched toward climax, he pulled away.

She groaned in an agony of frustration. Time sub-merged beneath the tide of passion. She lost all aware-ness of the minutes passing, becoming quarter hours, half hours. . . .

"Please," she chanted without even realizing she spoke. She stroked his shoulders, his arms, his chest, his Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html

back, loving the sleek stretch of skin over each well-defined muscle. "Please, Teague. You're hurting me."

"How am I hurting you, my darling?" He released her legs, slid his palms up her thighs, and caressed between her legs with his thumb. He brought her to the brink again, so close that she trembled and lost the power of speech. Then he pulled back, a beast who specialized in sexual torment.

"Come into me." She wrapped him in her embrace and tugged at his hips. "How can you wait so long?

Don't you really want me?"

"Really want you?" He laughed, short and bitter. "I've been up nights wanting you. I've walked the floors.

I've

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imagined how each moment was going to be." He drew back.

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