Quick, Amanda

Quick, Amanda by Late for the Wedding

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small bed. He set her
    down on the quilts and paused only long enough to strip off his
    clothing.
    When he was ready she smiled at him and raised her arms to
    welcome him.
    His own personal mesmerist, he thought. The only one who could
    put him in a trance.

    Lavinia."
    He settled himself between her soft, warm thighs, caught her
    wrists in both of his hands and anchored them gently on either side
    of her head. The aching urgency pounded through him.
    He bent his head and kissed her throat.
    Sometimes I want you so much it is a wonder I do not go up in
    flames," he whispered.
    Oh, Tobias, do you not understand? When you burn, I burn too."
    The need flared within him.
    He released one of her wrists and reached down to ease the night
    gown out of his way. He drew his palm up the silken skin of her
    inner thigh. When he reached his goal, he found her warm and
    already damp. The scent of her body acted like a drug on his senses.
    He touched her. She sucked in her breath and stirred sinuously
    beneath him. Her free hand clutched his bare shoulders, fingers
    digging into his skin. Impatiently she tried to get her other wrist
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    loose, but he kept it pinned gently to the bed.
    Not yet," he murmured against her breast. First tell me how you
    want me to touch you."
    You are touching me precisely how I want you to touch me." She
    caught her breath. Indeed, you always seem to know just how to do
    it."
    He drew his fingertips a little higher, pressing the little nubbin
    back into its tiny sheath. Perhaps it would be better if I did this."
    She moaned and raised her hips a little off the bed. Oh, yes. That
    is perfect."
    What about this?" He slid a finger inside her and pushed upward.
    Tobias."
    I collect that is better yet?"
    Yes." She gasped and moved urgently against his hand. Better
    than perfect."
    He started to remove his finger. Tiny muscles clenched.
    No." She sounded breathless now. No, I want you to touch me like
    that again."
    Tell me exactly how you want it."
    She threaded her fingers through his hair and forced his head
    down to her breast. You know how I want it. You are the only one
    who knows. Touch me, Tobias."
    The command set fire to his blood.
    Anything to oblige a lady." He took one nipple into his mouth and
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    simultaneously eased his finger back inside. He pushed once more
    against the upper wall of her snug passage.
    She mumbled thickly, twisting beneath him, and struggled once
    again to free her right wrist. She was strong, he thought. So much
    stronger than she appeared.
    Not yet," he muttered. I want to feel you come apart in my
    hands."
    Tobias."
    He probed deeper, harder. She cried out softly. Her eyes squeezed
    shut.
    He stroked her until she was tight and desperate, and only then
    did he release her other wrist. She grabbed him to her, wrapping her
    legs around his waist.
    He thrust himself into her hot passage.
    She convulsed around him with another soft cry. The small pulses
    triggered his own climax. It swept through him like some invisible
    storm.
    Together they fell into the whirlpool.
    A long time later, he roused himself from the sweet, heavy lethargy
    that had stolen over him in the wake of passion. The cot was,
    indeed, too small for the two of them, but he was not inclined to
    complain.
    The scent of their lovemaking hung in the air, ripe and potent. He
    knew that he would forever associate it with her.
    She lay languidly on top of him, her head pillowed against his
    shoulder, her hair spilling across his chest. Her nightgown was
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    bunched up around her waist. The candle had burned low, but there
    was enough light left to reveal the rounded contours of her bare hips
    and thighs.
    He stroked the length of her spine with the flat of his palm all the
    way down to the soft

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