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Her breath came in short, uneven gasps, her body broke into a glow of perspiration, and the ache within her deepest core began to control her until she was rising with him, pushing against him, calling his name into the wilderness.
She began to melt inside, and convulsive surges of fulfillment forced her to cling to him. He groaned her name against the silken strands of her hair as he shuddered in an eruptive release of frustrated desire that turned his bones to liquid.
“I love you, Sheila,” he whispered over and over again. “I love you.”
Chapter Ten
“You’re out of your mind,” Noah stated emphatically. Twilight was rapidly approaching and the last thing he wanted to do was take a quick dip in an icy lake.
“Come on . . . it’s not that cold.”
“Save that for someone who’ll believe it, Sheila. That water is runoff from the spring melt on the Cascades. You’ve got another thing coming if you think you can talk me into swimming in ice water.”
“It could be fun,” she suggested. He could see her body through the ripples in the water. The firm contours of her limbs were distorted against the darkening pool. He would catch a glimpse of one breast as she treaded in the water, and then it would be gone, covered by her arm as she kept herself afloat. Her hair was damp and tossed carelessly off her face. Dewy drops of water clung to her eyelashes and cheeks. “Come on.”
“I’ve never done anything this irrational in my life,” he admitted, testing the water and withdrawing his foot.
“Then it’s time.” She shoved her hand through the clear ripples and set a wave of cold water washing over his body. His startled look was replaced by determination as he marched into the lake. Quickly she dove under the water and swam near the bottom, to resurface behind the waterfall. Just as she took in a gulp of air, her legs were pulled out from under her by strong arms. When she came up again, she was sputtering for air. Noah’s arms encircled her waist.
“You lied,” he accused. “This lake istoo cold.”
“Refreshing,” she bantered back.
“Frigid.” He captured her blue lips with his and kissed the droplets of water off her face. His hands and legs touched her intimately beneath the surface of the water; his kiss deepened and their tongues entwined. Her skin heated, but was cooled by the chilly temperature in the water.
His fingers touched her thigh, smoothing the soft skin and caressing her as they stood, waist deep in the pond. The waterfall was their flowing curtain of privacy as Noah kissed a hardened nipple and pushed her against the ledge.
“We should be going,” she pleaded.
“Not now, you little witch. You coerced me into this lake with you, and you’re going to suffer the consequences.”
“And just what consequences are you talking about?”
“I’m going to make you beg me to love you.”
“But Sean . . . Emily . . .” His hand continued its exploration, warming her internally while her skin was chilled by the water.
“They’ll wait for us.”
He kissed her again, his hand still extracting sweet promises from her. Her breasts flattened against him, and he licked the moisture from them.
Despite the temperature of the water, Sheila began to warm from the inside out. She felt her legs part and wanted more than the touch of cold lapping water on her skin. She yearned to be a part of the man she loved, ached for him to join with her. His kisses upon her neck enticed her. The dewy droplets of cold water on her breasts made her skin quiver. And his hands, God, his hands, gently stroking her, driving all thoughts from her mind other than the desire welling deep within her body.
“Oh, Noah,” she whispered as she felt the excruciating ache within her beg for release.
“Yes, love,” he whispered thickly.
“Please . . .”
“What?”
“Please love me,” she murmured against his chest, stroking her tongue against the virile male muscles, wondering if it were possible ever to get enough of him. How long would it be before her love for him would consume her?
“I do love you, Sheila. I will forever,” he vowed as he pushed her gently against the ledge beneath the water’s surface. He placed his legs between hers and the spray from the waterfall ran in lingering rivulets down her face and neck. The water lapped lazily around her hips and thighs and Noah came to her, burying himself in her with savage strokes.
She found herself clutching him, clinging to him, surging with him over the final barrier until satiation and exhaustion took its toll on her.
“I love you,” she whispered, licking a drop of water from his temple, and the strength of his arms wrapped her more tightly to him, as if he were afraid that in releasing her he would lose her.
