'You want to make love to me.'
'Hell, yes.' His eyes had turned a deep intense blue, and the hand she
held had turned into a fist. 'I don't want you to do anything you
don't want to do.' She let go of him and rolled to her side, away from
him. 'Good night.
' He didn't move. He knelt there, fighting a silent war for what
seemed an eternity before he finally gave in.
He stretched out beside her, closed his eyes, and tried to pretend she
wasn't there.
No matter what, he vowed, he wouldn't touch her. Granted, a man had
only so much discipline and she was definitely pushing him to his
limit, but she didn't realize what she was doing to him. She needed
him, though not in the physical way he wanted or needed her, he
reminded himself. She was feeling all alone and craved human
contact.
She was killing him. Her hair tickled his nose. Just as he was
brushing the silky strands away, she lifted up and pulled his arm under
her so that her head was pillowed against him. She smelled like roses
tonight, and he was suddenly reminded of home. That was it, he
decided. He'd think about all the things he wanted to get done when he
got back to Rosehill.
He couldn't come up with a single chore.
'Five minutes, Jessie. I'm only staying with you for five minutes. '
He grimaced over the sound of his voice.
She obviously wasn't upset by his gruff manner. She scooted against
him, until her back was pressed against his chest and her bottom
cuddled his groin.
A cold sweat broke out on his brow. This was hell, he decided, to be
so near the woman he craved and not be able to touch her. His only
saving grace was the thought that it couldn't possibly get any worse.
He was wrong about that. She wiggled against him and a bolt of white
hot longing shot through him.
'Don't move, ' he ordered. 'Just go to sleep.' Evidently unaffected
by his harshness, she reached up to grab hold of his hand and pull his
arm around her waist. He couldn't stop himself from tightening his
hold and snuggling closer. His hand rested beneath the swell of her
breasts, and all he had to do was spread his fingers and touch her soft
. . .
