Banjo Man

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some too.” Without thinking she leaned over and sipped the foam from his mouth.
    Rick stiffened in surprise, then caught her around the waist and swung her up on top of his lap so that her knees spanned his thighs and her body was trapped against his. Holding her tightly with one hand, he pushed the empty plates over the edge of the bed with the other. Then he grinned back at her. “Try that again, woman. Now I’m ready for you!”
    “Now I’m not,” she answered, breathless.
    “Then I’ll go slow.” He kissed her neck and the tender hollow at the base of her throat, and slipped one finger beneath the neckline of her sweater and dusted kisses across her pale, translucent skin.
    “How about taking off a little of this clothing?” he whispered, his warm breath causing shivers across her breasts.
    Laurie felt her nipples swell and harden, her whole body begin to ache.
    “How about if you go first?” she asked quickly, pressing one hand flat against her chest.
    “All right.” Leaning back, watching her, he tugged his shirt free of his slacks, grabbed hold of the bottom edge and pulled it quickly up over his chest and off.
    A sharp stab of desire pierced Laurie.
    She reached out and pressed both hands flat against his skin, feeling his springy dark hair beneath her palms. Her hands looked small and narrow against his chest, and even when she spread her fingers, she could barely span its width. As her pinkies brushed against his nipples they hardened, and Laurie’s eyes jumped to his face in surprise. “Oh, I’m sorry! Oh, Rick, I—”
    “No, no, sweet thing. Don’t be wasting one tiny breath on being sorry.” His voice was husky with desire. “Don’t be scared of my body. It’s just goin’ slightly crazy being this close to you.”
    “But it’s okay, isn’t it? I mean, I feel so wonderful all of a sudden. So happy and free. You’d tell me if I was out of line, wouldn’t you? If I was doing something you didn’t like—”
    “Oh, I like it, all right. That’s not the problem.”
    “Well, to be honest,” she answered, laughter bubbling in her throat, “I like it too!”
    “Come here.” He slid his body down flat onto the bed and drew her beside him, his hands moving slowly from her shoulders to her hips, molding her body to the length of his. “There, see how nicely everything fits?” His hands stroked her shoulders and back, tracing the ridge of her spine through the soft knit of her sweater. Her skirt had ridden up above her knees, and her legs were tucked between his. His hands found the small of her back, slid down, and moved softly over her buttocks, her skirt sliding against the silk of her panties. “Lovely … your body is so lovely.”
    “I … I didn’t know. I—”
    “You what?” He laughed, nipping her sharply onthe shoulder in sheer delight. “Darlin’, you’ll drive me crazy, I know it!”
    Squirming against him, Laurie struggled to roll over onto the safe surface of the bed. “I think we’re both a little crazy, Westin. And I think I’d better get off you or I’m going to be in trouble.”
    “I’m in trouble already!” he whispered as he nuzzled her ear playfully.
    “Rick, really, I … I need to breathe. You know, air. Oxygen. Let’s calm down and talk.”
    Flinging one arm up over his eyes, he drew a deep, steadying breath. “Let me count to a hundred a couple of times, and we can start a conversation.”
    “Did I do something wrong?”
    “No,” he answered quickly, lowering his arm and grinning at her. His eyes were smoke-dark, with fire sparking in their depths. “Nope,
you
are perfect. It’s my imperfect self-control that’s giving me a hard time. But”—he laughed, his teeth flashing white in the darkness—“I have a feeling I’m going to get plenty of practice.”
    With a smile Laurie slipped from the bed and snapped on the light. “I may as well get ready for bed. I’ll just have to wear my slip,” she said, and disappeared into

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