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took control of the embrace.
    "Kane, I…"
    "I've been wondering since this morning what it would be like to kiss a blackmailer," he said huskily against her lips before claiming them in a sensuous, disturbing movement that parted them beneath his onslaught.
    Talia's gasp was muffled as his tongue slipped erotically along the barrier of her teeth - teasing, probing, persuading.
    Kane groaned and his body shifted to receive hers as his hands spread across her back and propelled her closer. The apricot silk was no defense against the heat of his palms. Fire licked along her nerve endings as though he were caressing her naked skin.
    Talia knew she was responding. She had been responding to this man on a bewildering variety of levels all day. She had disliked him, feared him, conquered him, held her own with him, and been charmed by him even as she picked up the tab for his dinner. For her body, this was merely the next logical step.
    She moaned as his hands slid farther down the silk to her waist and sought the base of her spine.
    When he found the sensitive area and began a gentle kneading, Talia's response rose still higher. She allowed him into the honeyed secret of her mouth, thrilling unbelievably to the small invasion.
    He tasted her intimately, his body hardening against hers. Unable to resist the impulse, Talia snagged his questing tongue with her own, offering a daring duel which was at once accepted.
    As she fought the sensuous battle, striving to break into the secret arena of his mouth, Talia felt Kane shape the curve of her buttocks, drawing her deeply into the cradle of his taut thighs. Then one hand began sliding upward.
    Slowly, invitingly, the caressing fingers roamed higher, gliding along her ribcage until they barely touched the underside of her breast.
    Talia knew she should call a halt. But the growing desire in him sang to her soul in a way which was tantalizing in its unfamiliarity. It was as if she'd never really been kissed before, never known the full complexities of a woman's response. Which was ridiculous. She was thirty years old, she reminded herself, she'd been engaged to be married, thought herself in love…
    "This afternoon when I found you at the pool it was all I could do not to reach out and touch you like this."
    Talia's senses shimmered as Kane's hand closed inevitably and with teasing gentleness over one full breast. It seemed to swell at his touch.
    "You're just not built the way a blackmailer should be built, honey," he growled in sexy humor as he buried his lips in the curve of her throat. "You're too soft, too warm, too inviting."
    "Please, Kane," Talia heard herself say as she trembled. "Don't keep calling me ABC Amber Text Converter Trial v ersion, http://www.processtext.com/abctxt.html
    that!"
    "You don't like the sound of blackmail?" he taunted softly. "But it's so effective, darling. Didn't it get you exactly what you wanted?"
    "Yes, but I don't… I want…"
    She broke off on a passionate little cry as he began stroking the silk-covered tip of her breast The lacy bra beneath was not sufficient to dull the impact of the caress.
    Talia felt her nipple harden almost painfully in response, its outline easily felt through the thin layers of fabric. He must know beyond any shadow of a doubt what he was doing to her!
    "Like small ripe berries," Kane rasped, his voice deepening with undisguised male pleasure. "I want to see them, taste them…"
    Talia shut her eyes convulsively, pressing her face into his jacket as he slid the ruffled silk off one shoulder. Her fingers splayed across his chest in reaction as he bared the upper curve of her breasts. She took a primitive, very female delight in the sound of his sharp, husky exclamation of desire and her nails dug into the fabric of his shirt beneath his coat.
    "Undress me, honey. I want to feel your hands on my skin. I want to feel your softness."
    Kane released her momentarily to shrug out of the jacket, letting the expensive material