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that so bad?"
He captured her hands and held them tightly to him. "You are going to get yourself into trouble."
"I wonder if you would be more comfortable if I just opened the front of your jeans. They seem a bit
tight." Desari slipped her hands out from under his, wickedly tracing the path of golden hair down to his
flat belly. Her fingers were already at work, parting the material before he could think to stop her.
"You are a tease, Desari," he accused, groaning again when his body burst free from the restraint of the
denim.
Her eyelashes swept up so that he was staring into her dark eyes. Sexy, mischievous, intriguing. "Mmm,
nice," she whispered, staring at the evidence of his desire. "Very nice."
He would be lost forever if he continued to look at her. He would never be able to stay in control. As if
she could read his mind, her hands slipped even lower, brushing the strong columns of his thighs, moving
up again slowly until he was once again unable to breathe. Then she cupped his heavy fullness in her
hands, feeling the thickness of him, stroking the velvet tip with knowing fingers.
Julian couldn't help himself; his head went back as pleasure ripped through him, as fire raced through his
veins. His teeth clenched. "What are you doing, woman? Trying to drive me insane?"
Desari's dark eyes trapped the moon and shone brightly. Her voice purred with innocence and laughter,
silvery notes that danced over and caressed him. "I thought I was bringing you a measure of relief."
Her hands followed the images in his head, became more skillful, more persuasive, teasing and gliding
over and around him until he was tempted to beg for mercy. "Is my family gone yet?" she whispered,
intrigued by his reactions. She moved her head to brush his stomach with her mouth. Her hair cascaded
around her face, fluttering against his skin, until his body was raging for release.
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A low growl escaped his throat. "They are just now beginning to move their vehicles," he said between
his teeth.
"Really?" Desari said, distracted by his hot fullness. Her hands slipped around his hips as she dropped
even lower, finding the carpet of vegetation with her knees. She heard him gasp and looked up at his
face, etched with harsh lines of need. She smiled slowly and once more bent her head to him.
Julian had never seen anything more beautiful in his life. The trees swayed and dipped in the wind. Her
face was white and flawless in the moonlight, her long lashes and dark eyes so mysterious, her mouth so
erotic he wanted to hold this moment for eternity. Her blouse gaped open so that her breasts were bare
and inviting. She looked like a pagan goddess of ancient times.
Then her warm breath effectively knocked out his ability to think. Her mouth, moist and warm, took
away all self-control. As her soft lips slid over him, he grabbed two fistfuls of silky hair and pulled her
close. His hips began thrusting almost helplessly into her. Her nails raked up and down his thighs gently,
urging him closer still. Her mouth tightened until he wanted to scream with pleasure. Her hands moved
over his buttocks, lovingly tracing them, then moved to cup him once again.
"Thank God they are away," Julian gasped, his body thrusting into her hot mouth. Then he clenched his
teeth and began to pull her to her feet. Reluctantly Desari left her erotic exploration and allowed him to
tug her up against his rock-hard frame. His mouth fastened itself to hers, devouring her, dominating her,
possessing her. His arms threatened to crush her.
Desari reveled in the strength of his arms, in his desire for her, his need of her. He was kicking his jeans
away in a frenzy, forgetting in the moment his ability to simply will them away. She loved his wild,
uncontrollable need, the fire and hunger in him for her. Only for her. She felt complete, feminine,
powerful. She was lost in his arms, giving herself up completely to be whatever he might need or want.
She wanted him with the same savage fury and need. Her body was going up in flames. His kiss alone
was causing her bones to melt. She allowed her blouse to float to the ground, and her arms slipped
around his neck. She pressed herself even closer.
Julian ripped at her jeans, jerking them in strips away from her legs. He lifted her in his arms so that she
could wrap her legs tightly around his waist. She buried her face on his shoulder, breathing in his wild
scent, gasping as he lowered her over him, filling her completely. It was a miracle to her the way her
body stretched to accommodate his invasion, the way her muscles welcomed him in. The pounding of his [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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