thought about taking a rest. Didn’t feel I needed one.”
“Dev,” she said, lifting her head with sudden resolve, “I don’t think I got around to telling you about the mating habits of tabby cats this evening.”
She felt him go very still. Tabitha, herself, could hardly move now that she’d made her most suggestive play yet.
“No,” he finally said, his voice sounding rather muffled, “I don’t believe you did. How would you describe them?”
“Right now, I think it’s fair to say they could be described as quite…quite wanton .” Tabitha turned in his arms and circled his waist with both hands. Then she lifted her face in the moonlight, inviting his kiss.
Five
« ^ »
Tabitha saw the silver flame of desire in Dev’s eyes as he obediently lowered his head and she knew she had won. She had succeeded in seducing him. The knowledge bloomed in her like wildfire, sending small shivers down her spine and making her senses tingle. She had actually made him want her!
As his mouth closed over hers she crushed her breasts against the hard planes of his chest, hoping he would thrill to the contact as much as she did. The husky groan from deep in his throat told her he was surgingly aware of her now.
“Oh, Dev,” she whispered, lifting her fingers to twine them in his hair. “Tell me you want me just a little.
Please tell me. I want you so much…”
“How could I resist you, tabby cat?” he muttered hoarsely as she nibbled suggestively on his lower lip.
“So soft and warm and sweetly sexy.” His arms closed more strongly around her, urging her closer.
Tabitha didn’t hesitate. She buried her lips against his throat and let herself melt against his hardness. She was vaguely aware that he had hooked the cane over the railing and was leaning back, balancing both of them. Once again his legs had parted and she was between them, luxuriating in the intimacy of the embrace.
“A sleeping dragon,” she murmured, her voice stirring with barely suppressed excitement. “I feel as if I’m waking a sleeping dragon.”
“Do you see me as a beast, then?” he growled, gently dropping tiny kisses along the line of her shoulder.
“A fabulous beast. Gentle and strong and noble. A beast of legend.”
“Tabby, Tabby, your imagination overwhelms me,” he groaned. Dev’s hands slipped down her spine to the contour of her hip.
“It’s not my imagination. You are all those things. You’re also shy and vulnerable and sensitive. The perfect man,” she sighed. “And I’ve been wanting to make love to you all day. Will you mind very much?”
“Tabby, I’m yours tonight,” he rasped thickly. “Take me and do what you will with me.”
It was exactly the response for which she had been praying, but still Tabitha hesitated as a thought struck her. “Do you really mean that? It’s not just the alcohol talking?”
“The alcohol?” He sounded as if he were only half-aware of the question.
“I’ve…I’ve been plying you with drinks all evening long,” she explained in a burst of honesty that she instantly rued.
“You wanted me drunk?”
“I wanted you…relaxed ,” Tabitha corrected firmly.
“Ah, I understand. You used alcohol to lower my inhibitions and now you’re worried I’ll regret it all in the morning, is that it?” She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. His voice sounded very muffled again as he put his lips to her wind-tossed hair.
“Will you, Dev?” Uncertainty flared for a brief moment.
She felt him shake his head. “No, sweetheart, I won’t regret a thing. I know I shall wake up in the morning with wonderful memories of tonight.”
“If you’re quite sure…”
“I’m sure,” he affirmed. Was that a hint of impatience she heard now in his voice?
Tabitha gathered her courage once more. “Well, then, would you like to come downstairs with me, Dev?” She pulled back, her hands still on his shoulders and searched his silvery gaze. The moonlight in his eyes made
“Dev,” she said, lifting her head with sudden resolve, “I don’t think I got around to telling you about the mating habits of tabby cats this evening.”
She felt him go very still. Tabitha, herself, could hardly move now that she’d made her most suggestive play yet.
“No,” he finally said, his voice sounding rather muffled, “I don’t believe you did. How would you describe them?”
“Right now, I think it’s fair to say they could be described as quite…quite wanton .” Tabitha turned in his arms and circled his waist with both hands. Then she lifted her face in the moonlight, inviting his kiss.
Five
« ^ »
Tabitha saw the silver flame of desire in Dev’s eyes as he obediently lowered his head and she knew she had won. She had succeeded in seducing him. The knowledge bloomed in her like wildfire, sending small shivers down her spine and making her senses tingle. She had actually made him want her!
As his mouth closed over hers she crushed her breasts against the hard planes of his chest, hoping he would thrill to the contact as much as she did. The husky groan from deep in his throat told her he was surgingly aware of her now.
“Oh, Dev,” she whispered, lifting her fingers to twine them in his hair. “Tell me you want me just a little.
Please tell me. I want you so much…”
“How could I resist you, tabby cat?” he muttered hoarsely as she nibbled suggestively on his lower lip.
“So soft and warm and sweetly sexy.” His arms closed more strongly around her, urging her closer.
Tabitha didn’t hesitate. She buried her lips against his throat and let herself melt against his hardness. She was vaguely aware that he had hooked the cane over the railing and was leaning back, balancing both of them. Once again his legs had parted and she was between them, luxuriating in the intimacy of the embrace.
“A sleeping dragon,” she murmured, her voice stirring with barely suppressed excitement. “I feel as if I’m waking a sleeping dragon.”
“Do you see me as a beast, then?” he growled, gently dropping tiny kisses along the line of her shoulder.
“A fabulous beast. Gentle and strong and noble. A beast of legend.”
“Tabby, Tabby, your imagination overwhelms me,” he groaned. Dev’s hands slipped down her spine to the contour of her hip.
“It’s not my imagination. You are all those things. You’re also shy and vulnerable and sensitive. The perfect man,” she sighed. “And I’ve been wanting to make love to you all day. Will you mind very much?”
“Tabby, I’m yours tonight,” he rasped thickly. “Take me and do what you will with me.”
It was exactly the response for which she had been praying, but still Tabitha hesitated as a thought struck her. “Do you really mean that? It’s not just the alcohol talking?”
“The alcohol?” He sounded as if he were only half-aware of the question.
“I’ve…I’ve been plying you with drinks all evening long,” she explained in a burst of honesty that she instantly rued.
“You wanted me drunk?”
“I wanted you…relaxed ,” Tabitha corrected firmly.
“Ah, I understand. You used alcohol to lower my inhibitions and now you’re worried I’ll regret it all in the morning, is that it?” She couldn’t tell what he was thinking. His voice sounded very muffled again as he put his lips to her wind-tossed hair.
“Will you, Dev?” Uncertainty flared for a brief moment.
She felt him shake his head. “No, sweetheart, I won’t regret a thing. I know I shall wake up in the morning with wonderful memories of tonight.”
“If you’re quite sure…”
“I’m sure,” he affirmed. Was that a hint of impatience she heard now in his voice?
Tabitha gathered her courage once more. “Well, then, would you like to come downstairs with me, Dev?” She pulled back, her hands still on his shoulders and searched his silvery gaze. The moonlight in his eyes made
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