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120 Irresistible Forces of hers. He was deliberately taunting her feminine core, making her want him to the point where she was almost ready to beg. “You’re extremely wet, Taylor,” he said in a low, throaty voice as he continued to stroke her with expert precision. “Your heated scent is powerful, intoxicating and arousing. Do you know what I want to do?” Make love to her, she hoped. Now. He was looking at her expectantly since he had asked her a question. Was he really expecting an answer? She doubted her mind could form coherent words to give him one. Instead she pushed herself to say, “No, what do you want to do?” “Taste you.” When he lowered his head between her legs it hit her that he hadn’t been asking permission. He was taking what he wanted. And when his tongue flicked out and gave her that first intimate touch, she felt boneless; pleasure of the most intense kind seeped through her pores. “Dominic.” She closed her eyes on a blissful sigh as he continued to kiss her in the most intimate way a man could. Even while part of her mind was telling her to resist him—to reach out and jerk his head up—the only thing she could do was reach out and grab hold of his head to hold it in place. But the reality of it was that it didn’t look as though he planned to go anywhere anytime soon. He was assaulting her with thorough, leisurely

Brenda Jackson 121 strokes of his tongue, relentless in his actions. And she was unashamedly enjoying it. She became aware of the shiver that raced through her body, and his tongue probed deeper, becoming more demanding, greedier. She let out an intense moan from deep within her throat. Her hands holding his head tightened as if to draw him closer and he continued going at her as if her taste was something he just had to have. Her body exploded, seemingly into a thousand pieces, and she let out a high-pitched scream as deep gratification seared through her with the impact of concrete hitting steel. She realized his hold on her was just as immobilizing as her hold on him. He had a firm grip on her thighs, not intending to let her go anyplace until he’d gotten his fill, and that thought sent her over the edge again. Never in her life had anything happened to her like this before. Not only this time, but all those other times tonight with Dominic. This just wasn’t normal for her and she wondered if it would have been normal for any woman. She suddenly had a fleeting thought that continuing beyond this week wouldn’t be bad if she got to experience something like this. Her job could be stressful and making love to Dominic could certainly take the edge off things. She finally felt her body floating back to Earth when Dominic lifted his mouth from her. He raised his head to stare down at her while licking his lips in

120 <strong>Irresistible</strong> <strong>Forces</strong><br />

of hers. He was deliberately taunting her feminine<br />

core, making her want him to the point where she<br />

was almost ready to beg.<br />

“You’re extremely wet, Taylor,” he said in a low,<br />

throaty voice as he continued to stroke her with expert<br />

precision. “Your heated scent is powerful, intoxicating<br />

and arousing. Do you know what I want to do?”<br />

Make love to her, she hoped. Now. He was looking<br />

at her expectantly since he had asked her a<br />

question. Was he really expecting an answer? She<br />

doubted her mind could form coherent words to<br />

give him one. Instead she pushed herself to say,<br />

“No, what do you want to do?”<br />

“Taste you.”<br />

When he lowered his head between her legs it hit<br />

her that he hadn’t been asking permission. He was<br />

taking what he wanted. And when his tongue flicked<br />

out and gave her that first intimate touch, she felt<br />

boneless; pleasure of the most intense kind seeped<br />

through her pores.<br />

“Dominic.” She closed her eyes on a blissful sigh<br />

as he continued to kiss her in the most intimate way<br />

a man could. Even while part of her mind was<br />

telling her to resist him—to reach out and jerk his<br />

head up—the only thing she could do was reach out<br />

and grab hold of his head to hold it in place.<br />

But the reality of it was that it didn’t look as<br />

though he planned to go anywhere anytime soon.<br />

He was assaulting her with thorough, leisurely

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