Chapter 102

“No,” he growled when her stunned eyes questioned him. “Not that. And certainly not like that. I…I want to make love to you, don’t you understand?” he said, shaking her. “I want to take you in my arms and kiss your breasts and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. I want…I want…”

He broke off his impassioned speech and just kissed her, kissed till, yes, she moaned and melted in his arms. They fell back onto the bed together, mouths still fused, limbs tangling, hands frantically seeking intimate places. There was no skilled foreplay on his part this time, just wild, urgent action. His mouth abandoned hers, only because he needed air. She seemed just as desperate, her legs lifting to wrap high around him, opening her body wide to his. He slipped inside her like a knife through hot butter, her muscles grabbing at him and pulling him in deep.

“Oh, God,” she groaned. “Why am I letting you do this to me?”

“Do what?” he ground out through gritted teeth. “What am I doing to