Part 39 (1/2)
She hung on his words, mesmerized by his voice. ”How do you know so much about this?”
He laughed. ”Reading women's magazines in the doctor's office.”
”What?”
”This world is full of books and magazines with advice for women. Love advice.”
He kept stroking her lightly as he talked, sliding his hand through her hair and over her cheek, then tracing the shape of her lips.
”All the men in my family are married to strong, s.e.xy women. I envied them. And I wondered if I would ever find someone of my own. Someone to equal their wives. Now I know I have. And I know that we're going to be very, very good together.”
He stroked his fingers down her arms, then drew them back to her shoulders, playing with her collarbone before letting his fingers drift to the tops of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, watching her face.
She felt emotions warring inside her.
”What if it all goes wrong? What if I disappoint you?”
”You won't disappoint me. Right now, I just want to make you feel good.”
His voice lulled her, calmed her, yet she couldn't quite believe what he was saying. ”That's all?”
”Well... I want to touch you more intimately. If you'll let me, I can show you how much pleasure a woman can feel.”
”It already feels wonderful,” she whispered.
”How?”
She felt her cheeks heat. ”It's hard to talk about it.”
”I know. But I'd like to know if we're on the right track.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN.
RINNA LICKED HER dry lips, watching Logan follow the small movement. ”It feels... like a buzzing in my body.”
”I'd like to show you where it leads.”
She had never known she could feel words. But the way he said it was like a caress against her skin. Before she could stop herself, she added more. ”And... and it feels like the skin is too tight across my b.r.e.a.s.t.s.”
”Good.” He angled his mouth so that he could kiss her. This time the kiss was so tender that she felt her heart melting.
”Rinna. I won't hurt you. Ever.”
She still couldn't quite believe him, but her body craved more of what he offered, and she was helpless to turn away.
With tender care, he kissed the line of her jaw, the side of her neck, the small triangle of flesh at the opening of her collar.
Her heart was pounding, and her head was spinning-from the sensations he created and from the knowledge that she was taking the biggest risk of her life.
Carefully, he unb.u.t.toned the top b.u.t.ton of the s.h.i.+rt she wore, then lightly kissed the skin he exposed. His lips sent a s.h.i.+ver through her.