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touch hadn’t been removed when he reached to pull her close against him. His smell invaded her senses. He was warm and smelled like the ocean. She tightened her hands into fists, trying to remain rigid.  Perhaps if she didn’t respond, he would leave her alone. 
    He ran a thumb over her nipple, eliciting a shocked moan from her. 
    “How dare you,” she whispered.
    “I’m sorry.” Then he laughed. “No, I’m not.  You’re driving me crazy. You are so enticing, such a tempting picture here, Triana.  So beautiful.  So seductive.”
    No one had ever called her seductive.  What did he mean by that?  She was hardly promiscuous.
    He squeezed her breast, and that secret place tingled, became wet again. She shifted on her feet, uncomfortable with the sensation. “Are you quite through?”
    “I haven’t even begun. Would you like to find out what more can be done? How good I can make you feel?”
    She shivered, and refused to give him the satisfaction of a reply. 
    Groaning, he grabbed her and lifted her against him.  Then he carried her into an adjacent room, where he slammed the door behind him.  He deposited her naked on the mattress and when she went to cover her breasts with her hands, he pushed her hands aside and put his lips on her nipples.  She shivered again, and her fists clenched, this time on his hair.  It didn’t even cross her mind to yank on it.  She offered herself to him without regard.
    And then his lips raced down her belly and fastened on her most intimate place and she gasped. “You can’t,” she whispered.
    “And why not? This is the place where I can provide the most pleasure. You won’t regret it, I swear.”  Then he resumed his exploration with tongue and lips, groaning as if her flavor pleased him.
    Involuntarily, her hips rocked wildly against his mouth.  The heat was burning, a blinding light behind her eyes, and she was helpless to stop it. It was only a few minutes before she screamed on the most beautiful release she’d ever felt. Her muscles tensed, then relaxed gradually.  She felt like she was drifting on a cloud, and distantly was aware that he still explored her thoroughly with his tongue.  A shockwave shot through her once more, and she squeezed his arm. “Please, I don’t think I can take any more.”
    He nodded.  “Of course.”  Then he pulled away.
    From a distance, she was aware of footsteps and then the door slammed shut. A lock turned. There was only silence.
    She shivered, naked as ever on the mattress.  Wondering what strange thing had just happened to her, her hand crept between her legs and she felt wetness.  Shocked, she pulled her hand back. Was this the passion she had read about? Heard people talk about? Unwilling to analyze it further, she grabbed the sheet and drew it over her body, squeezing her eyes shut.
     
     
    Chapter 6
    Lance shook with barely controlled desire. He couldn’t just attack the girl, however tempting she was.  As an afterthought, he returned to the room with some clothes for her, watched as she huddled beneath the bed covers.  Whether she was cold or she used it as a means of protection, he was not sure. 
    If there was anything he knew now, she was definitely a virgin, untouched until now. And he had probably just shocked the hell out of her.
    He located a brush and set it with the clothes near the bed.  “Triana, are you all right?”
    The sheet moved back a few inches, and the impact of her green eyes slammed into him.  Why did he have the insane urge to draw her close and just hold her?
    “Are you sure you care?”
    He steeled himself against that comment because he knew he did care. Too much really. He grinned.  “I brought you some clothes,” he said, overlooking her sarcasm.
    “Thank you.”
    “You know, I’ve never initiated anyone before.”
    Her eyes narrowed.  “Bet you’ve never attacked a woman either.”
    “No.”
    “That’s some comfort.”
    “I would never have done that unless I