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have.”
    He took her mouth and kissed her until Stacy thought she saw stars. When they separated, she could have been boneless, that’s how soft and supple her body felt. Yet at the same time a powerful, restless yearning had her pressing her core against him.
    “Jake,” she pleaded, “can we stop talking now?”
    The sound he made was between a groan and a chuckle as he grasped her waist and lifted her. “Come here.”
    A gasp turned into a moan that trembled on her lips as his mouth settled on one of her breasts. Stacy dug her hands into his hair and clutched tightly as the warmth, the moisture, the pleasure, threatened to send her into delirium.
    By the time he’d sampled her other breast, the sweet, yet fierce torment raging inside her had Stacy climbing from his lap and squirming out of her dress. Jake was there to help her, slowly easing the material down her thighs.
    “Shh, darling, there’s no rush,” he said, kissing her cheeks.
    “Then you’re not feeling what I’m feeling,” she insisted, kicking as the dress slipped over her knees.
    Unlacing her boots, he chuckled. “Oh, believe me, I am.”
    “Then hurry up,” she groaned.
    For years, patience had been a friend of hers, giving her the endurance to wait until the last card had been drawn. By the time Jake had removed both her boots and stockings, Stacy’s fingers were balled into the bed covering. It was all she could do to keep from grabbing him and demanding he take her now. Before the fire inside her burst into flames.
    After he tossed aside her pantaloons, she took hold of his arms and pulled him forward. He kissed her, endearingly sweetly, but it wasn’t what she wanted. Pushing his shirt of his shoulders, she begged, “Jake, please, I—”
    “Shh,” he insisted, smothering her protest with his lips. The kiss didn’t stop with her mouth, but blazed a trail to her breasts again, which had her collapsing back on the bed and her head rolling from side to side as the ecstasy consumed her.
    Lost in the pleasure, a sweeping wave of contentment shivered across her skin when Jake eased away. The smile on her face increased as he undressed and she watched, somewhat languidly considering the way her womanhood pulsed and sent a coil of desire to clatter against the back of her throat.
    His body was magnificent, a work of art that had pride welling inside her. A jarring jolt of excitement shot through her when her gaze landed on one particular part. Never shy and always curious, Stacy examined it thoroughly as he moved closer, and lifted her arms in welcome when he leaned over the bed.
    “Oh, Jake, I do believe I’ve won the jackpot,” she whispered, catching his broad shoulders.
    His eyes held all the glory of the sun as he ran his hands down her sides, fingers lingering for a moment on her breasts.
    “I beg to differ, darling. I believe I’m the winner.”
    Her giggle was cut short when her breath wedged in her lungs. His hands slid downward toward her hips and the fire centered there, stimulating her more with each touch. There was a tiny inkling of fear, for she’d been told it may hurt the first time, yet the need burning inside was so intense she could only imagine that not satisfying it would be more painful.
    Jake’s hand slid to her inner thigh and Stacy bit into her bottom lip. No protest harbored inside her, yet for the first time in her life, doubt humbled her. “Jake?”
    “Shh, darling, there’s nothing to fear.”
    His kiss, full of passion and love, reignited the hunger in her soul, and in that moment, as her heart swelled, all doubts and fears disappeared. Her hips rose, opening herself for him to explore.
    Worlds collided inside her head, one as glorious as the other. Jakes hands and lips took her from one to the other so fast she was beyond recognizing what sent her reeling over the edge of one plateau and onto another. When the heat of his mouth, the searching of his tongue ,moved between her legs and found her center,