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this time.
    “For a kiss.” He wrapped his other arm around her and held her tight against him, with her breasts sliding across his soapy chest and his solid erection pressing into her stomach.
    Heat singed her cheeks. Just a tilt of her head and she could press her lips against his. She’d at least done this before. She brushed a soft kiss over his lips and quickly pulled back. How nice . She smiled.
    In a sudden movement, he cupped his hand behind her head and crushed his mouth over hers. Her first instinct was to back away as she braced her hands against his chest. But he wasn’t hurting her. Just kissing her. His lips were firm and warm and his kiss smooth, expert. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and lightly stroked hers.
    She felt herself going warm, feverish. Soon her fingers were digging into his chest, curling in the soft hairs covering his skin as she gave in to his kiss, parting her lips and seeking his tongue with her own. She moaned at the pleasure and he broke away from her. Panting, he ran his thumb across her jaw, over the bruise he’d left there.
    “I won’t hit you like that again if you give me no reason to.”
    Was that some sort of an apology?
    He ran his fingers over her neck. “And I didn’t mean to choke you so fierce.”
    What was this? He was being warm with her, and it made her melt.
    He gathered her wrists and brought them to his lips, brushing soft kisses over the reddened marks. “I didn’t realize how tender you are because you fight like a hellcat.”
    He was right about that. “If you don't try to hurt me, I won't fight you.”
    His lips found hers again. He kissed her lightly at first, then they fell into a rhythm with each other, and Jane finally knew what it felt like to get lost to a kiss. He cupped one of her breasts again, gently squeezing, then flicked his thumb back and forth over her nipple. The delicious sensation shocked her. She gasped and pulled away.
    “Did that hurt, lass?” His voice was rough.
    She shook her head. “No.”
    “Then don't fight. Let me touch you.”
    His look was not one of hatred or violence, but pure lust. Bending to his will could be more dangerous than she thought, not because he might harm her, but because she might lose control, and her virginity along with it.
    He covered both her breasts with his hands and took her mouth in another kiss as he kneaded the flesh, his strong hands so gentle, spreading warmth through her. She looped her arms around his neck, curling her fingers in the ends of his hair. His hard shaft pulsed, and the low groan he let out told her he liked the touch. Breaking their kiss, he lowered his head to her breasts and began licking and sucking at her nipples, circling them with his tongue.
    She'd never imagined such pleasure could be derived from something like this. Passion flooded her, the heat smoldering through her body. When one of his hands brushed over her hip and then around to cup her bottom, squeezing the flesh as he pulled her closer, she thought she should stop him. When he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth again, flicking it with his tongue, she gave a small, shuddering cry. How would she stop when she'd never felt anything so heavenly?
    He closed one of his hands around the nape of her neck and began fondling her sex with his other. Jane immediately squirmed away from him, now finding the strength to put an end to this erotic foray, but his hand at her neck held her firm.
    “No!” She pounded her fists against his chest. “Stop!”
    He rubbed his fingers over her sensitive flesh, sending amazing pleasure through her. “Do I hurt you?” He pressed a finger over her clit and gently worked her swollen nub.
    “Oh... no ,” she moaned. The pleasure disarmed her, capturing her.
    “I want to keep touching you, lass.” His finger delved through her sex, pushing up into her.
    “ Yes .” She closed her eyes and let her head fall back to rest against his hand. “ Please , touch me.” Jane knew