began
to go tense beneath him and cling like a vine, murmuring his name, Justin
coaxed her urgently over the edge of desire.
"Yes, Cassie, yes! Let it happen, honey, let yourself go completely. I'll
hold you, I'll take care of you. You belong to me, Cassie, you belong to me
!"
"Justin!" Then she was shuddering in a sudden release that shook her to
the core of her being. She felt him arch violently against her, heard him
call her name in savage pleasure and triumph and then he was swept over
the edge with her.
Together they hung suspended in space, unaware of anything else in the
universe except the sensual battle that had just been conducted between
them.
Justin felt Cassie's slender body relax weakly alongside his as he slowly
and reluctantly separated himself from her. Her eyes were closed and her
breasts rose and fell quickly as she recovered her breath. There was a
sheen of perspiration between the soft, rounded globes, and another kind
of dampness further down. The scent of her was enthralling, deeply
feminine and satisfying. He wondered if he'd ever be able to satisfy himself
with her fragrance. It seemed impossible.
She had come to him on her own, he thought in satisfaction. He
sprawled on his back, one arm beneath his head, the other holding Cassie.
He could scarcely believe it. She had come down the hall in her
old-fashioned cotton nightgown, her feet bare and her hair tumbling
beguilingly around her shoulders. She had simply opened the door and
looked at him. As soon as he realized she was in the room, Justin had
known he wasn't going to allow her to leave. Not that night at any rate.
This was how he had visualized her, lying all soft and warm in the
aftermath of his lovemaking. He had gotten exactly what he had told
himself he would have. There had been both desire and fear in her eyes.
She had succumbed completely.
But he wasn't satisfied with the surrender. The realization went through
him like an electrical shock, generating a totally unexpected restlessness.
He wanted more, Justin acknowledged to himself. He wanted so much
more. He wasn't going to be able to walk away from her now. Along with
that realization came another. He wasn't going to let her walk away,
either. She belonged to him. After tonight he would make certain she
couldn't deny that stark fact.
Damn, he thought as his body reached a deliciously drowsy state, it had
been unbelievable. Unlike anything he had ever known. He had expected
to take pleasure in her but he hadn't expected to lose himself in her. She
was going to have to stay with him for the night, that was for sure. He
made that decision just as Cassie's lashes flickered and then lifted. Amber
eyes looked up at him.
For a long moment there was silence between them and Justin found
himself wondering irritably what she was thinking. Gone was the feminine
surrender he had seen earlier in her gaze. Now she watched him with
wariness. Justin suddenly realized he preferred the trust and acceptance
he'd seen hints of earlier. He wanted much more from this woman than
her physical surrender. Suddenly he was no longer interested in revenge,
but in something altogether different.
Cassie took a deep breath. "Is it over?"
"That's not the most complimentary thing a woman can say at a time
like this," Justin drawled, trailing a fingertip around one nipple as he
smiled. "Do you want more so soon? You're a greedy woman, aren't you?"
She moved her head once in a short, negative motion, no hint of humor
appearing in her eyes or on her lips. "That's not what I meant. I asked you
if it's over. Have you had your revenge? Are you satisfied? Will you leave
now?"
He frowned, the lazy satisfaction going out of him. "What the hell are
you talking about?"
"I asked you a simple question," she bit back.
"You're the one who came to see me," he growled.
"Yes. But not for this."
"The hell you didn't!" he gritted, anger rising in him. "You know damn
good and
to go tense beneath him and cling like a vine, murmuring his name, Justin
coaxed her urgently over the edge of desire.
"Yes, Cassie, yes! Let it happen, honey, let yourself go completely. I'll
hold you, I'll take care of you. You belong to me, Cassie, you belong to me
!"
"Justin!" Then she was shuddering in a sudden release that shook her to
the core of her being. She felt him arch violently against her, heard him
call her name in savage pleasure and triumph and then he was swept over
the edge with her.
Together they hung suspended in space, unaware of anything else in the
universe except the sensual battle that had just been conducted between
them.
Justin felt Cassie's slender body relax weakly alongside his as he slowly
and reluctantly separated himself from her. Her eyes were closed and her
breasts rose and fell quickly as she recovered her breath. There was a
sheen of perspiration between the soft, rounded globes, and another kind
of dampness further down. The scent of her was enthralling, deeply
feminine and satisfying. He wondered if he'd ever be able to satisfy himself
with her fragrance. It seemed impossible.
She had come to him on her own, he thought in satisfaction. He
sprawled on his back, one arm beneath his head, the other holding Cassie.
He could scarcely believe it. She had come down the hall in her
old-fashioned cotton nightgown, her feet bare and her hair tumbling
beguilingly around her shoulders. She had simply opened the door and
looked at him. As soon as he realized she was in the room, Justin had
known he wasn't going to allow her to leave. Not that night at any rate.
This was how he had visualized her, lying all soft and warm in the
aftermath of his lovemaking. He had gotten exactly what he had told
himself he would have. There had been both desire and fear in her eyes.
She had succumbed completely.
But he wasn't satisfied with the surrender. The realization went through
him like an electrical shock, generating a totally unexpected restlessness.
He wanted more, Justin acknowledged to himself. He wanted so much
more. He wasn't going to be able to walk away from her now. Along with
that realization came another. He wasn't going to let her walk away,
either. She belonged to him. After tonight he would make certain she
couldn't deny that stark fact.
Damn, he thought as his body reached a deliciously drowsy state, it had
been unbelievable. Unlike anything he had ever known. He had expected
to take pleasure in her but he hadn't expected to lose himself in her. She
was going to have to stay with him for the night, that was for sure. He
made that decision just as Cassie's lashes flickered and then lifted. Amber
eyes looked up at him.
For a long moment there was silence between them and Justin found
himself wondering irritably what she was thinking. Gone was the feminine
surrender he had seen earlier in her gaze. Now she watched him with
wariness. Justin suddenly realized he preferred the trust and acceptance
he'd seen hints of earlier. He wanted much more from this woman than
her physical surrender. Suddenly he was no longer interested in revenge,
but in something altogether different.
Cassie took a deep breath. "Is it over?"
"That's not the most complimentary thing a woman can say at a time
like this," Justin drawled, trailing a fingertip around one nipple as he
smiled. "Do you want more so soon? You're a greedy woman, aren't you?"
She moved her head once in a short, negative motion, no hint of humor
appearing in her eyes or on her lips. "That's not what I meant. I asked you
if it's over. Have you had your revenge? Are you satisfied? Will you leave
now?"
He frowned, the lazy satisfaction going out of him. "What the hell are
you talking about?"
"I asked you a simple question," she bit back.
"You're the one who came to see me," he growled.
"Yes. But not for this."
"The hell you didn't!" he gritted, anger rising in him. "You know damn
good and
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