The Silver Snare

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out the memory of other men’s kisses as if they had never taken place.
    Lucas wrapped his arms around her fiercely, molding her to his strong, lean length with an urgency that would not
    now be denied. His lips moved across hers, shaping them, dampening them so that the electrical contact seemed to
    flow more freely from one to the other. And when she moaned softly in reaction, he seized the moment to deepen the
    kiss, letting his tongue surge aggressively into the dark warmth behind her lips.
    Jessica’s nails sank into the fabric of the khaki shirt he wore. Only that morning she had washed that shirt along
    with others at the stream and left it to dry on a sun-heated rock. She had chided herself for letting him force her so
    easily into the stereotyped female role. Now she felt as if, having washed his clothes and cooked the food he had
    hunted, she had some sort of claim on him – a claim equal to the one he was exerting over her.
    The deeply masculine scent of him filled her nostrils as Lucas searched the interior of her mouth, conquering and
    coaxing and claiming. Slowly he dropped to his knees in the sand, pulling her with him. Forcing her head gently back
    beneath the onslaught of his kiss, he let his fingers seek out the vulnerable line of her throat.
    „Lucas! Oh, Lucas…“
    The sound of his name on her lips seemed to heighten the urgency in him. He tore his mouth reluctantly from hers
    and buried it against her throat as he found the first button of her shirt. His hand trembled slightly as he fumbled with
    the fastening and his lack of finesse somehow touched the womanly gentleness Jessica had learned to conceal. She
    sighed and leaned into him, absorbing the warmth of his body and giving him her own in return.
    Slowly, a little clumsily, he undressed her, pushing aside the material of her shirt and finding the small curves of her
    breasts with a muted exclamation of need.
    „When I saw you bathing yesterday it was all I could do not to come down and snatch you away from the others
    and carry you off,“ he breathed shakily as he discovered the hardening bud of her nipple with his thumb. „I saw the
    water glistening on your thighs and the way the sunlight colored your hair and I told myself you must have been
    meant for me. Tonight I tried to walk you out of my mind and I couldn’t. I just couldn’t wait any longer, Jessie.“
    She touched her lips to the tanned column of his neck and then nibbled experimentally at the sensitive earlobe. „I
    know,“ she said again. „When I saw you watching me I knew what was going to happen.“
    „God, Jessie!“
    He slipped her shirt off entirely and then he began to awkwardly undo the zipper of the suede pants in which she
    had been sleeping. Her own fingers moving with even less assurance than his, Jessica undid the buttons of the khaki
    shirt, sliding her fingertips inside to find the hard planes of his chest.
    She sighed as she encountered the curling crispness of hair, tracing its outline down to the fiat hardness of his taut
    stomach. He whispered her name again and again as he shaped the outline of her hips with his palms and slid the
    suede pants down to her knees. Then he wrenched himself away to spread their clothing out in a semblance of a bed
    and settled her down onto it.
    Slowly, kneeling beside her, he removed the last of her garments, exposing her slender body to the light of the
    desert moon. She watched him through heavy lashes as he ran his hands lightly, possessively from her throat, down
    across her taut breasts, to the curve of her thigh. The thrill her senses experienced at his touch confused and shocked
    her. Her reaction to this man was uncanny and a little stunning.
    Lucas stood up then and impatiently unbuckled the carved leather belt at his waist He shoved aside his own
    clothes until he towered over her, naked and strong in the silvery light Wonderingly, Jessica let her eyes follow the
    sinewy line of shoulder and chest and then sink
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