Diana Palmer Hutton & Co 04 The Texas Ranger

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He sighed and turned to the coolers of champagne and shrimp cocktail. Which would you like
first? he asked, studying them.
She closed both coolers and took his hand in hers. Later, she said, and lifted her wide, soft
eyes to his.
It was still daylight. Even though the master bedroom was dark, she was a little uneasy with him.
Her early memories of intimacy were painful ones, despite her joy in Brannon s touch.
He drew her to him and searched her wide, worried eyes. His fingers drew lightly across her
soft mouth. A man who is a man doesn t tear petals off rosebuds, he whispered. Do you understand
me?
She smiled slowly. Yes. I think I do.
He smiled back. I ve waited a long, long time for you, Mrs. Brannon, he said softly. I promise
you, it s going to be worth it. For both of us. Now stop worrying. We re teenagers making out in a
big, square parked car. Okay?
She hadn t thought that intimacy could be fun. He made it sound more like a wicked adventure
than an ordeal of embarrassed first times.
She looked around at the room. A big, square parked car? she echoed.
With all the windows closed, he murmured as he brushed his lips against her mouth. We re
going to fog up the windows.
She remembered doing that in his vehicle outside her hotel, and she chuckled as she moved
closer to him. That was a small space. This is a very big room.
Mmm-hmm, he agreed lazily. But we re going to generate a lot of heat together.
As he spoke, his hands moved gently up and down her sides, not even touching her intimately.
He began to kiss her, very lightly, smiling as he felt her body relax into his.
For a long time, all he did was kiss her. Josette sighed as she felt the nonthreatening brush of his
hard mouth on her lips. It was like when they d first started dating. He was gentle and slow, and it was
like exploring unknown territory all over again.
But this time, she wasn t locked up in bad memories and afraid of the unknown. She loved this
man with all her heart. She wanted a life with him, children with him.
Brannon nibbled her upper lip. You see? he whispered. Slow and easy, Josie. We ve got all
the time in the world.
She sighed. I was so nervous, she confessed.
So was I.
Josette drew back and met his twinkling eyes. You re not a novice, she pointed out.
With you, I am, he replied quietly. In the past, it was a need I satisfied, nothing more. He
searched her eyes. With you, it s an act of love.
Her face mirrored her fascination. She touched his mouth with her fingertips. I never loved
anyone else, she said slowly. It was& always you.
Just as it was always you, for me, he replied, bending. For the past two years, I ve gone
hungry. You re going to be the most delicious little banquet I ever put my mouth to.
Josette smiled at his wording. Then his hands drew her into full contact with him and she felt the
sudden hardness of his desire against her. She hesitated, but only for a few seconds. His mouth
brushed her lips apart and one lean hand went slowly under her skirt and up against the silken skin of
her thighs. He kissed her more insistently as he found her beneath the trifle of lace she wore and
began to discover her intimately.
She gasped and his tongue shot into her mouth. She couldn t get her breath. He d only touched
her like that once, a long time ago. But now he wasn t hesitant or shocked at what he found, because
her body was no longer a fortified sanctuary. It was open to his touch, to his desire, and she moaned
jerkily as he found a pressure and a rhythm that lifted her in an arch against him.
It was evident that she d never known physical pleasure. She clung to him, her nails bit into him,
and she held on as if she were terrified that he might stop.
Easy, he whispered as she twisted against him. This is just the beginning.
Marc& ! Her voice was tortured. She was blind, deaf, dumb. All she knew was the delight her
body was discovering.
Her eyes closed so that she could savor it more fully. She was falling. There was something soft
and cool at her back. The pleasure was dark and wicked and& she gasped as the urgency of it
increased all at once.
You re much too intense, he whispered into her mouth, and smiled. Let me take the edge off
that hunger first. Then we ll start again.
Josette didn t understand. She started to speak when a jolt of pleasure lifted her off the bed. Her
eyes flew open and met his, but they were sightless, blind with the building ecstasy that made her
shiver with each brush of his fingers.
No& oo! she choked out, frightened.
His lips pressed tenderly to her eyes, closing them, and his touch became insistent. I love you
more than my life, he breathed. Let it happen.
Seconds later, she went over some hot, pulsating precipice and began to shudder rhythmically,
helplessly. She clung to him, her mouth open against his shirt as she gave herself to the ecstasy of
fulfillment.
Afterward, of course, she cried. It was embarrassing and shocking, and her emotions were so
scattered that she couldn t tell up from down.
Brannon laughed tenderly, his lips slow and gentle on her face even though his powerful body
had a faint tremor. And now that you have a taste of what you can expect, he whispered wickedly,
we can learn to share.
Sh& share?
Mmm-hmm.
He stripped her out of her dress and underthings and bent to put his mouth hard against her
stomach before it moved up and brushed slowly over her taut breasts. I love the way you taste, he
said softly. Holding back is the hardest thing I ve ever done. But it has to be perfect, this time.
Absolutely perfect.
Brannon stood up and began to divest himself of his own clothes. Her glasses were on the side
table, but he was close enough that she could see him. When he got to the black boxer shorts he wore,
her head turned away in faint embarrassment.
None of that, he said gently. Look at me, Josette.
Josette knew her face was scarlet as she forced her eyes back up. He was so aroused that it was
impossible not to know it. His powerful body seemed poised on a knife edge as he looked down at
her.
Amazingly, the sight of him like that made her hungry. She felt her body move of its own
accord, and the eyes that met his were misty with desire.
I don t& understand what s happening to me, she managed to say, shivering.
He smiled slowly. You will, he said. And he eased down beside her.
Chapter Seventeen
In the tempestuous minutes that followed, Josie learned more about her own body than she d ever
known. His hands were expert as they brought her from one peak of pleasure to another, only to let
her down gently at the last minute and start all over again.
You re killing me! she protested wildly, as he stopped short again and rolled across the bed
with her, one long, hard-muscled leg between both of hers as he bent to her breasts again and suckled
her.
His fingers dug in at the top of her thighs and he chuckled against her body as he drew his hair-
roughened leg against the inside of her soft one. That s the idea, he murmured.
What?
Brannon nipped her shoulder before his mouth moved back up her chin to torment her swollen, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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