Part 274 (1/2)

there was no pain. Only delirium. He drew down her slacks, inch by

maddening inch, following the path with his lips.

She wanted. She had never wanted before. Only dreamed. Her body was

slick with sweat, writhing with need, but he continued to kiss and

caress, making her claw at the sheets as he nibbled on the back of her

knee.

The heat was unbearable, yet she wanted more. As his fingers skimmed up

her thighs, her body convulsed. She couldn't draw air. A roaring

filled her head, bolted through her system, terrifying her. With a wild

mixture of pleasure and fear, she reared up. The climax slammed into

her, a velvet fist, which had her falling back, gasping.

”My G.o.d, you're sweet.” He could barely breathe himself as he brought

his mouth back to sear hers. Before her shudders had stopped, he was

driving her up again. She wanted to scream out his name, but could only

whisper it as her hands slid over his damp skin.

”Please.” Her breath was sobbing out now. Sensation after sensation

poured into her body until it was a ma.s.s of fevered pleasure. Yet it

wasn't enough. It wasn't nearly enough. ”I want ...” She cried out

again, flinging out a hand and sending something cras.h.i.+ng.

”Tell me.” He was crazed to hear it. The pressure had built to a pitch

he'd never experienced. Yet he held back. ”Look at me, and tell me.”

She opened her eyes. His face was all she could see, and in his eyes,

she saw herself. ”I want you.” Reaching up, she dragged his mouth to

hers. She cried out again when he filled her.

SHE SLEPT FOR AN HOUR, exhausted, across his bed. He'd sat beside her

for a long time, stroking her hair and wondering how to keep her in his