Finally Ross lifted a hand to her cheek。 〃I want to believe
it； Chloe。 Want it bad。〃
〃Then make love to me。 You show me what love should be like。〃
With a low animal sound； he reached out and pulled her under him；
kissing her fiercely； erasing everything but the here and now。 Chloe put
herself into his hands。 Trusting him fully； she lost all inhibition and
returned his kiss with everything she had。
His lips moved on her neck； inching down into the dip of her dress。
〃I've been wanting to do this all night；〃 he whispered moments before
his mouth found the bottommost point。 He kissed her there； wet；
openmouthed； then rose again。 His mouth was ready when he cupped her
breasts and lifted them there。
Chloe sighed softly。 She squeezed her eyes shut； buried her fingers in
his hair； and held him closer。
With excruciating slowness he drew back her bodice； freeing her breast
bit by bit。 Her insides quivered when her nipple was bared。 His breath
was hot； the air cool。 Arching closer； she watched his tongue touch the
pebbled tip； circle it； touch it again。
〃Ross！〃 she gasped； straining beneath him； needing more。
〃Love is torment； Chloe。 It's wanting and wanting and wanting until you
would do anything to get。 Be patient。〃
She tried； but it was a torment； indeed； to watch him pull his shirt
from his pants and release every single last button。 She bit her lip to
keep from reaching out to touch him。 He could have been sculpted in clay
by a master； he was that beautiful； more beautiful even because he was
real。 He was human； manly； alive。
Her patience was pushed even further when he drew her up； reached behin
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