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‘Is that what you believe? My God, Maya, that’s got to be a million miles from the truth!’
‘Is it? How do you know?’
‘Because people aren’t in their right minds when they take their own life. They’re so locked in their pain that they can’t see any other way of escaping it. That’s the only reason they would make such a dreadful decision. It’s nobody’s fault, and you definitely shouldn’t be blaming yourself for what happened. I also know that you absolutely deserve people to be kind to you…to treat you well. Your father was ill and needed help. Maybe right now what you need is a little help and kindness too?’
‘That’s where you’re wrong. People’s help or kindness usually comes with a price attached, I’ve found. Frankly I’d rather fend for myself.’ She tried to twist away from him, but Blaise held her fast, forcing her to look at him.
‘I don’t believe you.’
In a heartbeat, his lips were on hers. No thinking, no planning, no intent to seduce…He merely acted on pure primal instinct and a genuine need to provide solace to the woman in his arms in whatever way he could. But once he’d laid his lips against hers, and her mouth had opened to him as easily and effortlessly as a flower opening its petals to the sun, a fire caught hold of him—a rampaging torrent of want, need and desire that was like a forceful, unstoppable river…
His arms wound tightly about her, Blaise was kissing her as if he was drunk on the taste of her and it was utterly blissful. Just as Maya had always guessed it would be. She had no reservations about kissing him back either. In a state of heightened emotion already, she knew her blood was pounding with the kind of carnal heat that she’d read about in books and passionate poetry but had no personal experience of. Her hands moved urgently down over his hard, fit body, pushing at the black fine wool sweater he wore, touching the warm, taut flesh of his ribcage and stomach underneath, aching to explore even more of him.
He too was impatient with her clothing, and he lifted the silky top that clung to her body, moving the sensuous material urgently up over her lacy black bra, kneading her breasts through the flimsy cups, teasing her burgeoning nipples with rough, warm fingers and making her want to plead with him for more of the same exquisite treatment with no end in sight.
When his hands travelled down to her hips, to impel her hard against him, she came into contact with the full dizzying strength of his desire. It strained hard against the fly of his jeans and left Maya in no doubt that he was as turned on as she was. With a hungry little groan she moulded his taut firm behind through the black denim he had on, a sudden wild need driving her to have him possess her…now. She didn’t want to wait. The desperate demand of her body to have him void the ache inside her in the most primeval way was too great for either conscience or patience to play any part in at all, yet somewhere in her mind she knew it was dangerously crazy as well.
But gradually, bit by devastating bit, Blaise made the decision to call a halt to the madness and broke off their passionate kiss. He lifted his head to study her. His blue eyes reflected back a hot, restless sea of need and desire that easily matched her own as they ruefully met hers.
‘Lottie is expecting us down for dinner, and I can’t do anything to delay that right now, but I don’t want to leave you in a state of wanting either. Why don’t you lie on the bed for me?’
Dazed by his mellifluous voice and that tantalising instruction, Maya tugged her top back down over her bra. ‘What—what for?’
‘Maya…do you really need to ask?’
Eyeing him nervously, Maya found herself doing as he’d asked her—just as if her body made its own decisions without even consulting her mind. Turning her head, she watched him move across to the lamp beside her bed like a fluid ebony shadow—the only relief his dark gold hair—and switch it on. Then he flicked another switch and the main light went off. Her very ribs aching with the tension that was building inside her, she forced herself to try and relax even as the room was bathed in a soft, intimate glow.
Returning, Blaise slipped off her shoes—and even the touch of his hands at her bare ankles sent hot darts of torrid pleasure bolting almost violently through her. Then, crouching down by the bed in front of her, he eased her long legs towards him. In another fluid, commanding motion he moved upwards to undo her zip, tugging her black silk trousers down over her hips and legs in a rustle of sensuous silk before discarding them onto the bed.
Her breath catching in her throat, Maya leaned forward to see what he would do next. Never had her heart beat with such clamouring, urgent need—and it had to be said fear too. This was simply out of her remit. To be so vulnerable with a man again was like cracking open a fissure in her heart that had not yet healed. It would all end in tears…she knew that. But it was with devastating intent that Blaise met and held her enraptured gaze. In response, her skin prickled hotly, as though a thousand tropical winds were blowing over her and through her. She was hardly conscious of breathing as he hooked his thumbs beneath the black lace sides of her panties and then, with a firm downward tug, deftly removed them too.
