badly!"
"Oh, Case, I can't seem to think. . . ."
"You don't need to think. I've done all the thinking for both of us. Trust me, sweetheart. Put yourself in my care. You want me, I can tell. I can feel the soft warmth in you waiting for me."
She trembled again as he moved his hand erotically, sensuously at the juncture of her thighs, and she let him push her back into the thick white carpet. She had the momentary image of lying on white fur, and then he was coming down slowly on top of her, and she was reaching up to pull him close.
"Kendra!"
He rasped her name against her shoulder as he rained hot kisses down toward her breasts. She felt her nipples tauten into hard peaks as he circled the dark pink area around them with his fingers, and she lifted herself against his hand.
His lips and tongue came down to replace his fingers, and a light-headed feeling swept her, dizzying and dazzling as she uttered his name and a plea.
"Case! Case! Please . . . !"
"Shall we be lovers tonight, sweetheart? Will you let me give you what I'm longing to give? Take what I need?" "Yes, oh, yes, please!"
Her eyes shut against the unexpected impact of pulsing desire, Kendra clamped her fingers into his hair as he moved slowly, gracefully, masterfully against her. She lifted her hips, curving herself around him, taking him into her with a possessiveness that would astound her later.
"Ah ....!"
She gloried as the passion finally broke free in him, plunging beyond control and pulling them both into the maelstrom they had created. Her nails raked through his hair, dislodging the velvet eyepatch and sending it flying onto the carpet. In that moment neither noticed.
Then she was clinging to his strength, giving herself up to the wild rhythm, wanting only to please and be pleased. She didn't ask herself how this tender, engulfing passion could have ensued from the savage battle earlier. She didn't ask herself how a man who could threaten to kill another man, who could make his living in the shadowy world of gambling, who could virtually kidnap her, could also become a man full of restraint, finesse, and fiercely gentle passion while having sex.
Those questions would come later. For now there was only the sensation of overpowering need, the feel of the thick carpet beneath her, the erotic weight of this man making love to her, and the driving desire. They combined to swamp her senses. She felt the wild, uncurling response as it struck through her body, and she cried out the name of the man creating it.
It seemed to galvanize him into a last, exultant display of strength, tenderness, and power. Case gripped Kendra so tightly, his fingers digging urgently into the skin of her shoulders, she felt as if they were one being, and then she lost her breath for an instant. A violent convulsion shook her, sending her into a shivering reaction of pleasure such as she had never known.
Her thick, impeded shout was lost in his mouth as he drained the shimmering energy from her and filled her with his own.
Slowly, as if she were floating, Kendra came out of the intense, pleasure-filled world Case had shown her. She became aware of a warm, slightly rough palm moving over the curve of her stomach and thighs like a cat's tongue. A voice, Case's voice, spoke in her ear with the beguiling touch of a magician.
"Sleep, my mystery lady. Don't try to come out of the fog tonight. Just go to sleep. The talking can come in the morning. "
The temptation to obey the spell-creating voice was too much. Kendra sighed deeply, never opening her eyes. She felt herself lifted and placed onto the bed; felt his warm, damp body coming down beside her, and then she was asleep.
CHAPTER SIX
Kendra turned the key in the door of her Victorian town house with an incredible sense of relief. For the first time in hours she managed to shake off the sensation of pursuit.
It was a ridiculous feeling, having no basis in reality. She had, after all, been safe since she had boarded her
"Oh, Case, I can't seem to think. . . ."
"You don't need to think. I've done all the thinking for both of us. Trust me, sweetheart. Put yourself in my care. You want me, I can tell. I can feel the soft warmth in you waiting for me."
She trembled again as he moved his hand erotically, sensuously at the juncture of her thighs, and she let him push her back into the thick white carpet. She had the momentary image of lying on white fur, and then he was coming down slowly on top of her, and she was reaching up to pull him close.
"Kendra!"
He rasped her name against her shoulder as he rained hot kisses down toward her breasts. She felt her nipples tauten into hard peaks as he circled the dark pink area around them with his fingers, and she lifted herself against his hand.
His lips and tongue came down to replace his fingers, and a light-headed feeling swept her, dizzying and dazzling as she uttered his name and a plea.
"Case! Case! Please . . . !"
"Shall we be lovers tonight, sweetheart? Will you let me give you what I'm longing to give? Take what I need?" "Yes, oh, yes, please!"
Her eyes shut against the unexpected impact of pulsing desire, Kendra clamped her fingers into his hair as he moved slowly, gracefully, masterfully against her. She lifted her hips, curving herself around him, taking him into her with a possessiveness that would astound her later.
"Ah ....!"
She gloried as the passion finally broke free in him, plunging beyond control and pulling them both into the maelstrom they had created. Her nails raked through his hair, dislodging the velvet eyepatch and sending it flying onto the carpet. In that moment neither noticed.
Then she was clinging to his strength, giving herself up to the wild rhythm, wanting only to please and be pleased. She didn't ask herself how this tender, engulfing passion could have ensued from the savage battle earlier. She didn't ask herself how a man who could threaten to kill another man, who could make his living in the shadowy world of gambling, who could virtually kidnap her, could also become a man full of restraint, finesse, and fiercely gentle passion while having sex.
Those questions would come later. For now there was only the sensation of overpowering need, the feel of the thick carpet beneath her, the erotic weight of this man making love to her, and the driving desire. They combined to swamp her senses. She felt the wild, uncurling response as it struck through her body, and she cried out the name of the man creating it.
It seemed to galvanize him into a last, exultant display of strength, tenderness, and power. Case gripped Kendra so tightly, his fingers digging urgently into the skin of her shoulders, she felt as if they were one being, and then she lost her breath for an instant. A violent convulsion shook her, sending her into a shivering reaction of pleasure such as she had never known.
Her thick, impeded shout was lost in his mouth as he drained the shimmering energy from her and filled her with his own.
Slowly, as if she were floating, Kendra came out of the intense, pleasure-filled world Case had shown her. She became aware of a warm, slightly rough palm moving over the curve of her stomach and thighs like a cat's tongue. A voice, Case's voice, spoke in her ear with the beguiling touch of a magician.
"Sleep, my mystery lady. Don't try to come out of the fog tonight. Just go to sleep. The talking can come in the morning. "
The temptation to obey the spell-creating voice was too much. Kendra sighed deeply, never opening her eyes. She felt herself lifted and placed onto the bed; felt his warm, damp body coming down beside her, and then she was asleep.
CHAPTER SIX
Kendra turned the key in the door of her Victorian town house with an incredible sense of relief. For the first time in hours she managed to shake off the sensation of pursuit.
It was a ridiculous feeling, having no basis in reality. She had, after all, been safe since she had boarded her
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