She let out a loud groan. 'Are you going to be difficult?'
'I'm afraid so, love.'
'Please be serious,' she demanded when he winked at her.
'I am being serious,' he countered. 'But realistic, too.'
'Realistic?' She moved closer to the side of the bed, nibbling on her lower lip while she thought about
the best ploy to get him moving.
Her mistake was in getting too close, she realized a little too late. Caine easily captured her. She suddenly found herself flat on her back next to him. His warm, heavy thigh locked her legs in place and one of his hands held her high around her waist. Jade realized that even in the forceful action, he'd been careful not to touch her injury. He was such an incredibly gentle man. Arrogant, too. She was good and trapped, and he had the audacity to smile over it.
'Now then,' he said. 'I'm realistic because I know this has only just begun,' he explained. 'Jade, quit pinching me. You can't honestly believe I won't ever touch you again, can you? Married couples…'
'Don't you dare mention marriage to me again,' she interjected.
'All right,' he agreed. 'Since it seems to be so upsetting to you, I'll wait awhile before bringing up that topic. Still, you agree that you'll be staying here for approximately two weeks, right?'
He was back to being logical. Jade actually found that flaw quite comforting now. 'Yes, though it surely won't be two weeks now. I've already been here more than half a week.'
'Fine,' he returned. 'Now then, do you think in all the time we have left that I'm going to live like a monk?'
'Yes.'
'It isn't possible,' he countered. 'I'm already hurting.'
'You aren't.'
'I am,' he muttered. 'Damn it, Jade, I want you again. Now.'
'Damn it, Caine, you have to behave yourself.'
Her voice sounded hoarse to her, but it was all his doing, she told herself. He was deliberately provocative. He stared down into her eyes as he slowly untied the belt to her robe. Then his fingers grazed the tips of her breasts. While he continued to hold her gaze, he slowly stroked a path down her belly. His fingers moved lower into the soft curls at the junction of her thighs.
He kissed the valley between her breasts while his fingers slowly stoked the fire in her. Jade closed her eyes and instinctively moved against his hand. His tongue made her nipples hard and when he eased his fingers inside her, she let out a groan of half pleasure, half pain.
He moved upward to kiss her mouth, demanding her response. His tongue wet her lips. When he'd
gained her cooperation, he leaned back. 'You're already getting hot for me, aren't you, love?'
'Caine,' She whispered his name as she tried to pull his hand away. He wouldn't be deterred. She could barely think. 'You must stop this torment. You have to fight this attraction. Oh God, don't do that.'
'I don't want to fight it,' he returned. He nijjbled on her earlobe. 'I like the attraction, Jade.'
He was incorrigible. She let out a ragged sigh, then let him kiss her senseless again. She barely protested at all when he took her robe off and settled himself between her thighs. The hair on his legs tickled her toes and she was suddenly quite overwhelmed by all the wonderful differences in their bodies. He was so hard, so firm all over. Her toes rubbed against the backs of his legs and her nipples strained for more of his touch.
'Caine? Will you promise me something?'
'Anything,' he answered, his voice ragged.
'We can have this time together, but when Nathan returns, then it has to be over. We…'
'I won't make promises I won't keep,' he interrupted.
He sounded angry. 'You'll change your mind,' she whispered.
'You sound damn certain. Why? What is it you're hiding from me?'
'I know you'll get bored with me,' she rushed out. She wrapped her arms around him. 'Kiss me, please.'
There was a frantic edge to her voice. Caine responded in kind. The kiss was like wildfire, and soon completely out of control.
His full attention was centered on pleasing her. He took his time building the tension by slowly driving
her mad. He kissed each and every goose bump on her breasts, suckled both nipples until she was whimpering for release.
And then he slowly moved down her body. His tongue teased her flat stomach, and when he moved lower still, her moans became gasps of raw pleasure.
His teeth deliberately scraped against the soft curls. His tongue stroked the silky petals until they were sleek with moisture. And all the while his fingers caressed her with erotic deliberation.
He couldn't get enough of her. His tongue repeatedly stabbed against her as his fingers slid in and out.
Her hands tore at the sheets. The pleasure he forced on her stunned her. She had no idea a man made love in such a way. It was obvious Caine knew what he was doing. He made her wild with her need for him.
When she felt the first rush of ecstasy, when she instinctively tightened in pleasure and agony around him, he moved up and over her. She couldn't stop the splendor from consuming her. Caine drove inside her, hard, hot, full,
