Dancing in the Moonlight - Harlequin.com

RAEANNE THAYNE
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she needn’t have, she realized. Everything important
still worked perfectly.
She clutched him to her and closed her eyes, wanting
to burn every glorious sensation into her memory.
He held his weight off her as he moved slightly inside
her. Heat cascaded through her but she still frowned.
“Everything okay?” he asked.
“No,” she murmured.
He froze and moved as if to withdraw but she held him
fast, her hands tight around the warm skin of his back.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“You.You’re treating me like some kind of fragile porcelain
figurine, afraid you’re going to drop me and shatter
me. I won’t break, Jake. Please. Don’t hold back.”
He paused for only a second, and she saw the careful
control in his eyes slip, then with a groan he captured
her mouth in a fierce, swift kiss as his body pounded
into her, hard and fast.
Ah, yes. This was what she meant. She rose to meet
him eagerly, as hungry as he for completion.
The room started to dip and spin and all she could
do was hang on to him tightly as her body climbed
toward fulfillment.
Suddenly he reached a hand between their bodies and
touched her, the gentle caress of his thumb in wild
contrast to the hard, insistent demands of his body. She
gasped his name as she climaxed and he caught the
sound with his mouth.
I love you, she thought, but the words caught in her
throat as, muscles straining, he followed her and found
his own release.