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.She could see the strong column of his throat rising from the collar of his shirt, and smell the clean odour of his body, mingling with that of his clothes and his shaving lotion.His hair clung smoothly to the shape of his head, free of any of the greasy dressings some men needed to keep their hair in order, and beneath the flaring pendulum of his tie his quickened breathing strained the buttons of his shirt.Her eyes dropped lower, only to dart up again swiftly, in case he imagined she was as curious about him as he appeared to be about her.'Prince Rachid‑''Rachid will do.''Rachid, then.She put out a hand to ward him off, but he was too close.Her fingers made contact with the taut silk that covered his chest, and as they recoiled in embarrassment he bent his head and touched her ear with his lips.It was the lightest caress, a brief meeting of the flesh, but Abby quivered in the grip of emotions far greater than the touch warranted, and as if compelled in spite of himself, he slipped an arm around her waist and brought her close against his hard body.'Rachid‑' she began again, more frantically now, but the smouldering passion of his gaze rendered her speechless.Almost involuntarily her lips parted, and this time when he bent his head, his mouth found hers.It was a devastating experience, the firmness of his lips tasting hers with sensuous enjoyment.She felt a dizzying sense of imbalance in the increasing pressure of his embrace, and her hands groped blindly for his lapels in an effort to maintain some hold on reality.She was imprisoned against him, her breasts crushed by the sinewy strength of his chest, the bones of her hips melting against the powerful muscles of his thighs;'Abby.He said her name against her mouth, and a weak sense of inadequacy gripped her.She was no match for his experienced advances, and contrary to what Brad had told her, Rachid was no amateur in the matter of sensitivity.His whole approach was skilful, measured, and she was helpless against the sensual needs he was deliberately arousing.There was no need for brutality, no need to force her at all.In his hands, with the pulsating heat of his desire thrusting against her, she only wanted to respond, and her moan of submission was.as much a plea for possession as a protest at his undoubted expertise.With unhurried movements he slid the towelling robe from her shoulders, his mouth tracing its passing with lingering pleasure.Then, when she was desperately trying to recover her modesty, his hands loosened the cord that circled her waist so that the robe fell open before him.'Rachid, no.' she gasped, but her denial was submerged beneath the sharp thrill of indulgence she felt when his long fingers cupped the swollen fullness of her breast.'Beautiful,' he said, his voice low and husky with emotion.'So perfectly formed.So round and pink and delicious.I musk taste.''Oh, Rachid,' she whispered tremulously, as his tongue probed the roseate peak, and his eyes narrowed with emotive anticipation.'You do not really want me to stop, do you?' he murmured, as the towelling robe fell to the floor.'Do not be ashamed of your body.It is a temple at which I worship, and never have I held so much beauty in my hands.'Abby was totally bemused.She had never shared such intimacy with any man, but when he tossed off his own jacket and tie, and unfastened the buttons of his shirt, the lingering memory of Brad's insinuations returned to torment her.'I—I can't,' she got out chokingly, as he swung her up into his arms and lifted her on to the bed.'Rachid, I haven't—I've never‑''Do you think I do not know that?' he demanded huskily, lowering his weight beside her.'But do not be afraid.I Will not hurt you.I will just caress you—so, and you will have nothing to fear.'Abby's trembling limbs were weak with longings she hardly knew or understood, but still she had to understand him.'You mean—you mean—you're not going to— to‑''—make love to you?' he finished, nuzzling her shoulder with his lips.'Not if you do not want to, no.There are— other ways of pleasing one another, and if you are afraid.''Oh, Rachid.'Relief made her wind her arms around his neck, bringing his mouth down to hers with hungry urgency, and the burning pressure of his mouth ignited the stirring flame inside her [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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