True Colors by Jayne Ann Krentz Page A

the full curve of her hips. There his fingers sank erotically into the soft resilient flesh. Cade's body reacted fiercely, and Jamie took deep, feminine pleasure in the knowledge. He was right. There was magic between them. Why should she deny it or herself? This time, she vowed, she would stay in control.
    "I've been going crazy for the past six weeks!" With an abrupt, decisive movement, Cade lifted her high into his arms and carried her across the room to the bed. "This time you're not going to run out on me. I'd lose my mind if you did."
    Jamie felt herself lowered to the sheets, and then she lifted her lashes to watch as Cade stepped impatiently out of his briefs. She didn't need glasses to read the signs of surging male hunger in him, and her own body responded to it. He sat down beside her on the edge of the bed and spread his fingers across her stomach. He seemed both possessive and at the same time entranced. Jamie shivered.
    Cade reached out with his other hand, caught hers and brought her fingers to his thigh. Jamie needed no further encouragement. She stroked upward, delighting in the ripple of sensation that coursed through him at her touch. His skin was excitingly textured with dark, crisp hair. She could feel the long, smooth swell of muscle in his upper leg. When she dared to cup him intimately in the palm of her hand, he groaned heavily and stretched out beside her. His mouth found hers while he slowly grazed her nipple with the pad of his thumb. The sensual strength in his body was a driving force in the room.
    "I've spent too many nights remembering how you react when I touch you," Cade gritted, and then his probing tongue was invading the territory behind her lips, reestablishing his right to complete intimacy.
    Jamie moaned softly and her leg shifted, twining itself around his. Cade's hand slid down her breast, finding the already taut nipples and pausing to hold the fullness of her. Then his hand continued downward, following the path that led toward the dampening heat at the apex of her thighs. When his strong, sensitive fingers suddenly flicked across the exquisitely vulnerable focus of her erotic feelings, Jamie cried out and set her teeth lightly against his shoulder.
    "Little vixen. Go ahead and use your teeth on me. You'll only succeed in setting me even more on fire."
    He nipped passionately at the curve of her throat, returning the sexy caress in full measure.
    "Cade, I'm going out of my head. I thought I'd forgotten how it was between us."

    "I won't let you forget again," he vowed. His fingers stroked deeply, intimately, until her whole body was lifting and arching in response. "That's it, sweetheart. I want to see you go up in flames. I've missed your heat so much."
    Jamie's breath came more quickly, and her aroused body moved with unconscious invitation as she twisted in sensual torment. With growing abandon she pulled Cade's mouth back down to her own, her fingers locking in the thickness of his hair.
    "Tell me how much you want me, honey," he ordered softly as his body strained against hers.
    "Come to me Cade. I want you. More than I realized. More than I could possibly admit."
    A part of her mind knew that if he had asked for words of love she would have been compelled to give them to him along with the words of need. But Cade didn't ask for them and the dangerous words remained unsaid.
    "In the future you're going to learn just how easy it is to tell me you want me. By morning you will have had a lot of practice." Cade shifted, covering her body heavily with his own. "Wrap yourself around me, sweetheart. Give yourself to me."
    He moved between her legs aggressively, making a place for himself between her soft, warm thighs, and then he paused as if savoring the moment. Jamie looked up at him through her passion-heavy lashes and saw the flaring gold in his eyes. Anticipation, satisfaction and desire were reflected in Cade's tawny gaze.
    He was reclaiming what he felt he owned, Jamie realized