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"I want you so le with desire"

Her lips parted

"I want you so hter "I want you so daot about Marabelle"

"Oh, Blake I'm sorry"

"Spare o It's what you want, and you're clearly in no state for conversation"

But he grabbed her and pulled her back down "Didn't you hear me?"

"I heard every word," she whispered

"I don't want you to go"

She said nothing

"I want you"

"Blake, don't"

"Don't what? Don't kiss you?" He swooped down and kissed her hard on the mouth "Too late"

She stared at him, not certain if she should be scared or elated She loved hi like himself

"Don't touch you?" His hand snaked over her one for that"

His lips found her jaw, then her neck, then nibbled on her ear She tasted sweet and clean, and suely like the lather he used to shave He wondered what she'd been doing with herself up in his bathroo wildly satisfying about s his scent on her

"Blake," she said, her voice lacking conviction, "I'm not certain this is what you really want"

"Oh, I'h "I'ainst her as he worked her hair free of its fastenings "Can't you feel how certain I aue ski to the soft skin of her inner cheek

"I want to touch you," he said, his words a soft breath against her mouth "Everywhere"

Her dress was flimsy, with few buttons and bows, and it tookher clad only in a thin cheers under the thin straps that held up the soft slip of silk