intimacy. Use only your mind this time and take energy from me again.
In less than an hour she was passing energy back and forth with little effort. Their liplink was no longer necessary, but he couldn’t make himself pull away. His hands had long since abandoned the armrests and one sneaked under her shirt to explore the softness of her bare back. The temptation to work his way around to the front and caress her unbound breasts was nearly overwhelming.
“Is this still training?” she whispered against his parted lips. “’Cause it feels a lot like making out.”
Shame banked the fire smoldering in side him and he eased her away. “You’re right. I apologize.”
“I wasn’t complaining.” She smiled, her eyes vivid blue. “I was enjoying myself immensely. I just didn’t want to take off my shirt if we were still playing teacher and student.”
He groaned and yanked his shirt down then closed his eyes. It was way too easy to picture her breasts. He’d been imagining her naked ever since she strolled out of Tori’s bedroom with her shirt unbuttoned. “This isn’t a game. I’m your mentor and protector. A certain amount of intimacy is unavoidable, but I can’t have sex with you.”
“Why not? We’re consenting adults. It’s no one’s business but ours.”
She sounded genuinely disappointed so he opened his eyes. “As long as I’m your mentor, it puts me in a position of power. That dynamic is too easy to manipulate. I won’t take advantage of you.”
“You’re not taking advantage of me. It’s just sex.” Despite her claim , she climbed off his lap and moved away. “We both need the release. It isn’t any more significant than that.”
Feeling her absence with his entire body, Blayne clenched his fists. “That’s a human attitude. It doesn’t work that way with Ontarians.”
“And why is that?” She crossed her arms over her chest as defiance raised her chin.
“ If we had sex, the link connecting our minds would expand. You would feel everything I feel, every sensation, every emotion. It’s impossible to remain casual about that sort of intimacy.”
She shrugged, mocking him with her indifference. “I’ll risk it.”
He sprang like a coiled snake, focused and deadly. His arms wrapped around her as he kicked her legs out from under her. She cried out and grasped his upper arms, expecting the carpet to slap her back hard. His knee absorbed the force of their fall and he carefully lowered her to the floor before arranging himself on top of her.
Kneeling between her legs, he drew her arms above her head and secured them there with one long-fingered hand. She didn’t really struggle. This is what she’d wanted after all. She just hadn’t expected him to be so aggressive about it.
His mouth claimed hers in a kiss far different from the ones they’d shared moments before. His tongue parted her lips and filled her mouth with one forceful thrust. Wild and demanding, he rocked his hips against hers as his tongue moved in her mouth.
Heat cascaded through her body and her mind seemed to crackle with excess energy. Then their link buzzed to life and emotions streamed into her being. Hunger . She felt ravenous and restless, desperate for more than a fleeting release. She wanted to wrap herself around him, to fill the endless void with passion and tenderness as he surged into her aching body.
“Does this feel casual?” Searing need accompanied the question, but he didn’t give her time to reply. His mouth swooped down and silenced her again.
She moaned and arched, trying to bring her nipples into contact with his chest. The emptiness between her thighs became painful. She needed him inside her, now . She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him tight against her body.
In me. Please !
Rocking back onto his knees, he frantically unfastened her jeans then tore off her boots and socks. She drew her legs up as he pulled her pants down, making the maneuver easier. Her
In less than an hour she was passing energy back and forth with little effort. Their liplink was no longer necessary, but he couldn’t make himself pull away. His hands had long since abandoned the armrests and one sneaked under her shirt to explore the softness of her bare back. The temptation to work his way around to the front and caress her unbound breasts was nearly overwhelming.
“Is this still training?” she whispered against his parted lips. “’Cause it feels a lot like making out.”
Shame banked the fire smoldering in side him and he eased her away. “You’re right. I apologize.”
“I wasn’t complaining.” She smiled, her eyes vivid blue. “I was enjoying myself immensely. I just didn’t want to take off my shirt if we were still playing teacher and student.”
He groaned and yanked his shirt down then closed his eyes. It was way too easy to picture her breasts. He’d been imagining her naked ever since she strolled out of Tori’s bedroom with her shirt unbuttoned. “This isn’t a game. I’m your mentor and protector. A certain amount of intimacy is unavoidable, but I can’t have sex with you.”
“Why not? We’re consenting adults. It’s no one’s business but ours.”
She sounded genuinely disappointed so he opened his eyes. “As long as I’m your mentor, it puts me in a position of power. That dynamic is too easy to manipulate. I won’t take advantage of you.”
“You’re not taking advantage of me. It’s just sex.” Despite her claim , she climbed off his lap and moved away. “We both need the release. It isn’t any more significant than that.”
Feeling her absence with his entire body, Blayne clenched his fists. “That’s a human attitude. It doesn’t work that way with Ontarians.”
“And why is that?” She crossed her arms over her chest as defiance raised her chin.
“ If we had sex, the link connecting our minds would expand. You would feel everything I feel, every sensation, every emotion. It’s impossible to remain casual about that sort of intimacy.”
She shrugged, mocking him with her indifference. “I’ll risk it.”
He sprang like a coiled snake, focused and deadly. His arms wrapped around her as he kicked her legs out from under her. She cried out and grasped his upper arms, expecting the carpet to slap her back hard. His knee absorbed the force of their fall and he carefully lowered her to the floor before arranging himself on top of her.
Kneeling between her legs, he drew her arms above her head and secured them there with one long-fingered hand. She didn’t really struggle. This is what she’d wanted after all. She just hadn’t expected him to be so aggressive about it.
His mouth claimed hers in a kiss far different from the ones they’d shared moments before. His tongue parted her lips and filled her mouth with one forceful thrust. Wild and demanding, he rocked his hips against hers as his tongue moved in her mouth.
Heat cascaded through her body and her mind seemed to crackle with excess energy. Then their link buzzed to life and emotions streamed into her being. Hunger . She felt ravenous and restless, desperate for more than a fleeting release. She wanted to wrap herself around him, to fill the endless void with passion and tenderness as he surged into her aching body.
“Does this feel casual?” Searing need accompanied the question, but he didn’t give her time to reply. His mouth swooped down and silenced her again.
She moaned and arched, trying to bring her nipples into contact with his chest. The emptiness between her thighs became painful. She needed him inside her, now . She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him tight against her body.
In me. Please !
Rocking back onto his knees, he frantically unfastened her jeans then tore off her boots and socks. She drew her legs up as he pulled her pants down, making the maneuver easier. Her
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