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«You’re always as clean as sunshine,» Whip said.
«The hot spring,» she said, and could say no more.
«The Culpeppers ride by hot springs every day, and those boys are dirtier than any Comanchero.»
Whip looked at Sha
«At first I thought you bathed so often because you wanted to be pleasing to me. Then I realized it was just your way. Spearmint and fresh water, honey and cream.»
Whip’s hands shifted, caressing the sensitive soles of Sha
«Ticklish?» he asked.
«Not…quite.»
«How about this?»
Whip bent his head and smoothed his mouth over the arch of her foot. Just at the point it would have tickled, he sank his teeth delicately into her skin.
Sha
«Am I tickling you?» Whip asked.
«No,» she whispered, staring at him with wide, luminous eyes. «I just didn’t know that men kissed women there.»
«Did you like it?»
«Yes…»
She shivered and made a low sound of pleasure as Whip caressed her other foot. Her response sent an answering tremor through his powerful body.
«There’s so much of loving you don’t know about,» Whip said, looking at Sha
Sha
No matter how great Whip’s strength, no matter how fierce his hunger, she was safe with him.
Watching with curious, hungry eyes, Sha
«Whip.»
He made a hungry, questioning sound, swirled his tongue around the hardened nipple, and drew her deep into his mouth.
The rhythmic movements of Whip’s mouth sent pleasure stabbing through Sha
By the time Whip lifted his head, Sha
«I’ve been around the world three times,» Whip said in a husky voice, «and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you all shiny and proud from my loving.»
«I — didn’t — know,» she said raggedly.
«You’ve never been kissed like that?»
Sha
«Does it matter that I’m as naive as an egg?» she whispered.
«No,» Whip said. «Teaching you, watching you respond…it gives me a kind of pleasure I’ve never known.»
Whip bent down to Sha
He laughed softly and refused to be drawn closer.
«Not yet, honey girl. There are a whole lot of ways of touching and kissing left to explore.»
Sha
Smiling, Whip raked his teeth lightly over one proud breast, then the other. Then he sheathed his teeth with his lips and tested the velvet tension of her nipple.
Pleasure lashed Sha
«Whip?»
The husky voice licked over him like fire.
«What?» he asked.
«I can’t — take it.»
«If I can, you can.»
«But I’m not kissing you.»
«Not this time. I’m way too hungry for that. Next time, though. Next time I’ll teach you how to make me sweat and shake with need of you.»
Whip’s hands moved with the quickness that was as much a part of him as his fallen angel smile. Sha
«That’s what you’re going to be doing before I’m through,» Whip said in a low voice. «Sweating and shaking with need of me.»
Slowly he ran the back of his fingers up between her legs from her ankles to the dark mahogany cloud just above her thighs. His big hands shifted, circling the top of her thighs, flexing deeply, urging her legs farther and farther apart even as he caressed them.
Then Whip became very still but for the quickness of his breathing.
«I thought nothing could be more beautiful than your breasts,» Whip said finally. «I was wrong.»
Sha
«Too late, honey girl,» he said huskily. «You set free something in me that no other woman has. I don’t know what it is, but I’m damned sure I’m going to find out.»
One of Whip’s fingertips circled the lush flower that had opened for him. Sha
«Tell me again that you want me,» Whip said thickly.
As he spoke, he parted the flushed petals with two fingertips, seeking the honey within.
«Yes,» she said huskily. «Yes.»
Sha
«Honey girl,» he whispered. «God, I love feeling your pleasure.»
She started to speak, but her breath wedged in her throat as she felt Whip’s caress slowly deepen. The feeling of having him within her even by so small a measure was as unexpected as it was extraordinary. Heat swept through her, leaving her skin flushed, sultry, exquisitely sensitive.
But nothing was as sensitive as the flesh Whip was softly stretching even as he caressed her. Pleasure coiled relentlessly inside Sha
Sha
Instead, Whip’s touch lessened as he forced himself to withdraw all but his fingertips.
«Not yet,» Whip said, his voice hoarse with fierce restraint. «You’re not ready. You’re so tight, honey girl. And I’m not as small as your husband was. We’ll have to take this slow and gentle for a little longer. Like this.»
Sha
Sweating, shaking, Sha
«Hold on, honey girl,» he said hoarsely. «Just a little more. You’re so damned tight. And so hot. Just a little deeper and —»