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She truly didn’t want to tell him that Leora wants his help, wants him to return to her. It would only add to the guilt he already felt over her death. But she couldn’t lie to him, either.
“It’s as if she searches for you, calling out your name.”
“She should hauntme,not you. I was the one who failed her.”
“I don’t get the sense that she feels you failed her.”
“Then why torment you?” he asked.
Bliss shook her head. “It is she who is tormented though I’m not sure why. I wish I could make sense of it, but I can’t.”
“And so she continues to come to you.”
“It is odd that she comes to me in visions,” Bliss said. “The dead have always come to me in dreams, not visions. My visions are usually of things to come.”
“Have you seen me helping Leora?”
Bliss hesitated, not wanting to tell him but having no choice. “I have seen her run into your arms.”
“That would take a miracle, or perhaps I die and reunite with her.”
“Do not speak such nonsense,” Bliss snapped. “I have not seen your death.”
“Perhaps you aren’t meant to.”
“Do you wish to die and be reunited with her?”
Trey reached beneath the water and slipped his arm around her waist as he moved closer to her. “At one time, aye, I would have. Now?” He shook his head slowly and gave her lips a gentle kiss. “I have found love, not merely again, but a far stronger love than I even knew existed. And I’m not giving it up.”
Her arms went around his neck, and she kissed him, not gently but with an aching demand. When it ended, she went to speak but Trey pressed a finger to her lips.
“The only thing I want to hear you say is, ‘it’s time we make love.’ ”
She moved his finger away, and, with a teasing grin, said, “I need to tell you?”
He gave her a wicked smile and lowered his mouth to hers.
It was a kiss meant not simply to spark passion but to ignite a fire that would take hours to finish burning.
Their mouths fed hungrily on each other, the thirst so desperate it was not easy to quench. And while they tried to fill themselves, their hands began to explore. Her nipples hardened even more to his teasing touch, and he flared even larger when her hand settled on him and began to stroke.
They were not shy in their actions, each feeling familiar with the other. And though it was their first time together, it didn’t feel that way. It felt as if they were long-lost lovers finally reuniting.
Bliss relished the feel of him, so thick and large in her hand, and was disappointed when he brushed her hand away.
“Your touch makes me want to explode, and I much prefer to explore first.” He scooped her up then and carried her out of the water.
He stood her on her feet for only a moment and went to retrieve his cloak. He quickly spread it out near the water’s edge and reached for her hand to ease her down before he stretched out beside her.
“I want to know every inch of you.” And his mouth and hands did as they itched to do ... explore.
She shivered at the gentleness of his touch and the strength of his taste. His lips nipped with a fierce love, and she had no doubt that he was laying claim to her. She belonged to him, and he belonged to her, and that knowledge fired the passion already racing through her.
He lavished kisses over every part of her, and just when she thought him finished, he found a new spot to explore intimately.
His tongue did absolutely wicked things to her and made her move with pleasure against his every touch and taste. It was as if he commanded her body, and she didn’t at all mind surrendering to his tantalizing touch.
He knew exactly where to kiss, where to touch, where to linger. And when he finally slipped over her and into her, she wanted to scream with joy at the feel of him burrowing deep inside her.
