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And now that danger was gone. She could have; she could have this man. Her hands tightened on him, her need for his kiss growing more desperate. She could have so many things she couldn’t have had six months ago.
“God! Janey. ” Alex lifted his head, only to lower it again.
His lips moved over her jaw, beneath it. Her arms tightened around his neck and she tried to get closer, tried to steal the kiss back.
Then he was bending closer, his hands gripping her rear and lifting her, pulling her against him.
“Put your legs around my waist,” he growled. “Hold on to me, baby. Hold on tight, and I’ll give you what you need. ”
She obeyed instinctively, then cried out when her skirt bunched at her hips, and she felt hard, muscled abs between her thighs.
But his lips were on hers again. His hands kneaded her butt, his lips ground against hers, tongue curling over hers. Driving explosions of light erupted behind her closed eyelids. She could feel him in every cell of her skin and she wanted to feel him deeper.
Between her thighs, she could feel herself growing wet, swollen. Throbbing sensation pounded at her clit, inside her vagina. She was a mass of sudden internal explosions of need, and nothing mattered but this wild crescendo of pleasure now pounding through her.
The sensations were frightening, exhilarating. They burned over her flesh, seared her insides. She felt herself growing dazed, sensually weak and unable to sate the need for more and more sensation.
“Alex. ” She moaned his name when his head jerked back, the strong column of his neck flexing with strength as she heard him inhale, hissing a breath from between his teeth as he gripped her rear and lowered her. Lowered her just enough to allow the thick wedge of his erection to press between her thighs.
He was huge.
Janey stiffened, her eyes widening, staring into his narrowed gaze as he moved her against him, stroking the soft silk of her panties against the distended knot of her clitoris.
Technically, she knew exactly what he was doing. Technically, she knew exactly where this was heading, where over the years, she had rarely gone past the fantasy of just this kiss.
“You know what I want. ” His voice was hard, his gaze fierce.
No, she didn’t know what he wanted. Technically, yeah, she knew. Physically, emotionally, she was suddenly terrified of the need whipping through her. Burning her. Because it didn’t make sense. Because it went too deep, was too blinding. Because it made her feel weak, dazed. Unable to fight against the swirling flames building inside her.
“Let me go!” She was pushing at his shoulders when she didn’t mean to.
Suddenly, a sense of panic overwhelmed her. Not fear of Alex, but fear of herself. Fear of the sensations, the emotions she couldn’t quite grasp.
“Let me go, Alex!” She struggled out of his grip, stumbling as he set her back on her feet, his expression dark, forbidding, as she pushed away from him, almost falling before she steadied herself by the couch and jerked her skirt back down over her thighs.
“Leave. Please. ” She kept her back to him.
She was shaking. Quivering from the inside out and she couldn’t make sense of it. She was hot and cold at the same time, spiked with energy and yet lethargic.
“It’s natural, Janey. ” He spoke as though he knew.
Janey swung around, glaring at him. “You don’t know what I feel, Alex. Don’t pretend you do. ”
His eyes were steely gray but calm as somber determination lined his face and his expression grew heavy.
“You’re twenty-three years old,” he said. “You lived in a vacuum of no touch, no affection for too many years. And then you had to suffer through the hell Nadine and Dayle put you through. A man’s touch will be scary at first. Frightening. But it will ease. ”
Janey shook her head at his confidence, his sheer arrogance.
“And of course you’re the man to get me past that fear,” she said harshly. “Why didn’t I come up with that on my own?”
His lips quirked at her mockery. “Maybe your senses are a little off balance right now,” he suggested.
“I’m sure, in time, you would have considered it. ”
She glared at him. “Why don’t you just go home, or go find your little blond piece of fluff and leave me alone?”
“That’s no longer an option. ” His voice hardened. “The blond fluff, that is. I’ve developed a taste for you, Janey. And I want more. ”
