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Sha
A gasp came from Sha
«There are times when leather gloves are a real nuisance,» Whip said. «Help me, honey girl. Set your teeth in the leather and pull.»
«But —»
«I’m just giving you the answer to your question about how you can learn without being touched. You can’t. So I’m touching you. If you don’t like the way I’m doing it, tell me what’s wrong and I’ll change it.»
Sha
«Sha
The low word was her name and a question and a caress spoken against the nape of her neck.
«Do you want me to stop?» he asked.
«Yes. No. I don’t know!»
She took a swift, wild breath. The movement pressed her nipple against Whip’s hand. Pleasure rippled through her.
«Yes,» Sha
Whip tried to still the elemental response of his body to her husky words.
It was impossible.
Thank God it’s the middle of a hailstorm, Whip thought ruefully. I’m going to have a hell of a time stopping at a little petting.
«Help me with this glove,» he said in a low voice. «It will feel much better. For both of us.»
Whip’s hand lifted from Sha
Instantly his hand returned to her breast. Beneath her unbuttoned jacket, his fingertips circled the rigid peak without touching it.
«Does this feel better for you?» Whip asked huskily. «It damn well does for me. You make me think of hot satin and sunlight and a slow, aching kind of lovemaking.»
Sha
With a smile that Sha
The primitive caress dragged a low sound from Sha
Fire blossomed in Sha
Whip felt the shiver that went through Sha
With a throttled groan, Whip eased his hand over to Sha
«You have the most responsive breasts,» Whip said. «A touch, and they harden.»
«I don’t — they don’t usually — I mean — unless it’s cold — wet — oh Lord, I can’t think.»
Whip smiled to know that he had taken the sharp edge off Sha
«Passion,» Whip said huskily.
«What?»
It was a sigh as much as a question. His hand slid from satin slope to velvet crown and back.
«You,» Whip said. «It’s passion that draws your nipples so tight.»
«It’s — your fingers.»
Laughing, Whip bit the nape of Sha
She moaned and pushed back against him, increasing the force of the caress.
A torrent of heat went through Whip, focusing him in the aroused flesh that now was pressed against Sha
«Like that?» he murmured.
Sha
Her breath came in with a swift, ripping sound. Her whole body stiffened as though struck by lightning.
«Easy,» Whip murmured.
The advice was as much for himself as it was for Sha
A blast of hail hammered over the tarpaulin. Neither Sha
«I won’t hurt you,» Whip said in a low voice. «I just want to feel the fire I’ve started. I want you to feel it, too. Open your legs, honey girl.»
With a shudder, Sha
Sha
Whip’s hand gentled, simply holding her.
It wasn’t enough. Instinctively Sha
Whip unfastened her pants, smiling as he realized that he had never undone a fly before and found a woman’s very different flesh awaiting him.
«Whip — your hand —»
«Yes. My hand. Your softness. God, you are soft. Creamy soft and so hot it makes me want to —»
With a curse Whip bit back his incautious words. If he thought about how good it would feel to press into Sha
Not yet. She’s still too naive. She’s got to know what she’s asking me for when she watches me and smiles and crosses the room to stand next to me.
When she knows what she wants, I’ll give it to her. Every hot, aching inch of it.
Sha
«I didn’t mean — I’m sorry — I don’t — I can’t — help it —» Sha
«Help what?»
His hand moved and satin fire pooled again in his palm.
Sha
«That,» she said raggedly.
Whip smiled despite the need raking him. He stroked Sha
«That,» Whip said huskily, «is the purest kind of honey.»
Sha
«I shouldn’t — let you.»
«We’re just playing, honey girl. Men and women do this all the time. It’s a way of finding out if you want to play for real.»
Slick fingertips circled the knot Whip had drawn from Sha