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and inhale the musky, sexy, spicy scent that belonged solely to him.
Why? she whispered, the reason flickering like a tiny flame of
hope against the encompassing darkness of fear. She wanted to hear
him speak the words and fan the flame that even now sputtered in the
face of her doubt.
I ve taken from you, Gwen, he murmured. Take from me. All
that I have to give. Though his hands were restrained, his hot stare
stroked her as if they were unbound, free to stir her desire to a fever
pitch. All that I have to give. Not the declaration her heart had de-
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sired to hear, but it was more than she had this morning. And for now,
with his trusting her with his body and pleasure, it was enough.
The inside of her thigh slid over his abdomen as she reclaimed
her position astride his upper body. A hum of delight caught her by
surprise; she hadn t meant to release it. But as she stroked her palms
over the firm plane of his chest, and the small, hard pebbles of his
dark brown nipples grazed her skin, shivers coursed up her arms to
her breasts, down her stomach, and settled in her clit like a low-level
buzz of electricity.
His beauty awed her.
She formed a bracket on either side of the thick patch of skin that
throbbed in the dip of his throat with her thumbs. His life s blood
pounded under her touch, and the primal rhythm seemed to surge
through her, connecting them. Gently she cupped his face and low-
ered her forehead to his until their breath mingled, mated. His soft
sigh reached her seconds before he tipped his chin upward and
claimed her mouth.
How did he manage to wrest control from her when he was the
one bound? Gwendolyn didn t know, but as he pierced her lips with
his tongue and stroked the roof of her mouth before inviting her to
join the sensuous ballet, she admitted with a groan that he did have
complete domination.
His wild, earth-struck-by-lightning taste overwhelmed her.
He nipped her bottom lip, and the slight sting arrowed straight to
her pussy. Her pants filled his mouth as she ground the pad of her
sex against his abdomen, seeking relief from the swelling ache. She
pressed the tips of her fingers into his scalp, tipped his chin up far-
ther with her thumbs, and stole control back. She ate him up like rich,
sweet chocolate. She was greedy, gluttonous, returning to his mouth
time and time again for more of his lush, decadent flavor.
Hot blasts of air heated her lips as Xavier panted beneath her. He
arched his neck, the tendons stretching against his dusky skin as he
reached for her, silently demanding more. She tore her mouth from
his, planted her palms on either side of his head, and stared down at
him. His chest rose and fell from the labored breaths that rushed from
him. His eyes gleamed from under hooded lids that seemed to beckon
her back to feast on him. Damn, did she want to concede to the invita-
tion. But first&
Gwendolyn straightened and once again cradled his jaw. His
lashes fluttered but didn t lower. So when she slid her fingers over
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his temples and under his head to the bound tail of hair, she caught
the widening of his eyes and the flicker of panic that flared in their
emerald depths. A fist squeezed her heart at that spark of anxiety, but
she steeled her resolve and untied the band imprisoning his hair. His
powerful body tensed beneath her thighs, and his features, lax with
pleasure a moment ago, slowly stiffened, as if bracing for a blow.
She massaged his scalp to reassure him that he was safe with her
and spread the thick, dark strands over the white pillowcase like a silk
cape. So beautiful, she thought with a sigh, and gripped a handful of
the heavy, mahogany mane, lifted it to her nose, and luxuriated in the
feel and rich scent.
Don t, he objected, voice hoarse with the emotion.
Shh, Gwendolyn whispered soothingly and sifted the long hair
through her fingers as it drifted back down to the pillow. He studied
her as she leaned over him, his gaze intent. The stark planes of his face
remained set in rigid lines, reminding her of the contained stranger
she d confronted a week ago. And encountered that morning.
But that man wouldn t have allowed her to bind him to the bed,
submitting his body and control. Leaving himself vulnerable. She d
walk away from this bed, this house, before betraying the courage it
had taken to stretch out before her, naked in body and soul.
She took his mouth in a tender kiss. At first his mouth remained
unyielding, but she continued her sensual assault, nuzzling, nipping,
until, with a soft moan, he gave in, and his lips parted underneath
hers.
I think I could kiss you forever. The admission escaped her be-
fore she could snatch it back. Heat, unrelated to passion, warmed her
cheeks.
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