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shook his head in dazed disbelief. “Good Lord, I’m trembling!”
    So was she. She could scarcely breathe, her lungs so constricted that they allowed only the most shallow of breaths. Suddenly overcome with an urgency and impatience that brooked no more delays, she leaned forward so that her nipple nestled into his palm. “Touch me
now.
” Her voice was a low, throaty murmur. “Please, I can’t wait any longer.”
    “Neither can I.” His hand closed around her with a desperation that was almost painful. “Oh God, neither can I.” He lifted her breast, his head bent, his face taut with hunger. “I need you. I need all of you.” His lips were on her nipple, his tongue stroking her with warmth, with fire, with impassioned need.
    Joe raised his head, his face heavy with sensual languor. “I told you I wanted to devour you,” he said huskily. “I think we’d better move to the bed before I lose control completely.” His arm encircling her waist, he half led, half carried her across the room. Even as they walked he refused to relinquish tactile contact. His hips brushed hers with every step, while his hand on her breast moved caressingly over the velvet pink aureole. “I don’t want to let you go even for a minute. Lord, I’m hungry for you, Kendra.”
    Then they were beside the bed, on the bed, his weight crushing her into the mattress. He was on top of her, his arms extended on either side of her bearing his weight as he looked down at her. The misty light was a delicate pink on the white coverlet, bathing her smooth skin in its soft light and turning the tips of her breasts a deep, rich carmine. “Beautiful,” he muttered, lowering himself to rub his hair-roughened chest against her softness. “All beauty and color and…” His face suddenly contorted with pain and his muscles tensed. “Damn, I knew I wouldn’t be able to wait. I want you too much.” Rolling off her, he stood up, tearing off his clothes with desperate speed, his eyes never leaving her face. “Look at me,” he urged softly, as he tossed the clothes aside. “I want you to see how much I want you, what you do to me.” He lay down beside her, mesmerizing her with his eyes. “I want to watch your face while I do all the things to you I’ve been thinking about since the minute I first saw you.”
    His lips covered hers with a slow, heated sensuality, his tongue entering to taste and tempt her own. When he drew back, his eyes were glazed and smoky with desire as they searched her flushed face. “That’s what I want to see.
Want
me, rainbow lady, for heaven knows I want you!”
    Want him? Oh yes, she wanted him. The roughness of the hair on his chest against her sensitive breasts made her feel like she was being stroked with fire. Now his hands brought her into the hollow of his hips so that the physical evidence of his need was pressed against her, with only the scrap of satin separating them. He was rubbing against her like a giant cat, his eyes narrowed on her face to catch every expression, every nuance of desire. As he watched, her head began to thrash back and forth on the pillow, her breath coming in little whispering gasps.
    Then he was still, his breathing labored. “Sweet rainbow lady, are you ready for me to love you now?”
    “Oh yes.” Her hands clutched at his shoulders as he removed the last barrier of material between them.
    “I’m glad you agree.” He parted her thighs and slipped between them. “I’m not sure I could have waited if you hadn’t.” The heel of his hand rested on the soft, curly down that protected her womanhood, making it his own, stroking and petting her lovingly. It was both arousing and incredibly tender, and it made her feel deliciously treasured. He leaned forward, his hand still caressing her, and covered her lips with a kiss of infinite sweetness. Then, with a wild, bold passion, he thrust forward with a strength and force that shocked her. There was a white-hot, tearing pain, and then