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seek out a white man. It’s not right.” She shook her head and tried to turn away, her expression turned to shame.
    Jesse moved her chin with the tip of his finger. “There are no rights or wrongs today,” he whispered. His lips feathered over hers.
    “That’s why I brought you here.” She barely managed an admission between hot kisses. “I’ve never brought anyone here but you. I guess I went a little crazy. I couldn’t leave you there.”
    He smiled at her admission.
     

    “You’re a white man, a rebel; I should have left you alone. If I had any sense, I would have, but I gotta admit, something pulled at my heart as I looked down at you.”
    “I remember asking if you were an angel.” He kissed the tip of her nose, and then her eyelids.
    “When I brought you home, I….” She paused as his lips moved to her ear, and he blew softly. “I couldn’t help myself. I touched and kissed you as I bandaged you. I even slept against you, trying to drive out the chills in your body for one, and heat into mine for another. Forgive me. I took an advantage I had no right to take. You and I, we’re a mistake. You’re a white man, I’m not white.”
    Despite her protests, he tipped her chin up once more and their lips met in an explosion of sensations. Her confession drove him crazy to have her.
    She pulled away. “But I so wanted to feel you…I never felt like that before. Out of control. I never thought a white man would capture my heart.”
    He held her face in his hands, his thumb caressing her cheek. “You think your color has anything at all to do with the way I feel about you? Do you think your color would matter? Now, or any other time or place?” He picked her up in his arms and carried her triumphantly to the bed. Her head fell back, her breasts titled toward him He kissed the golden mounds above her dress straining for release. Soft, warm lips fastened to his when he lifted his head and he heard a smothered groan. His hands traveled, caressing her all the way to the end of her dress. Their breathing seemed loud and labored. Spanning her tiny waist, he shifted upward. Her breast puckered at his soft touch, instantly reacting to each caress. Gently, he circled her nipples one at a time through the thin material with his thumb. She groaned aloud.
    She looked at him with raw, smoldering desire. “You seem to know how to touch me. I’ve never felt this way before, so instantly attracted. So helpless. I’m on fire for you…only you. And I can’t do anything to stop the feelings growing in me when I look at you. I want to stop them…but I can’t.”
    Her face mirrored her desire as he stared down into her lovely eyes once more.
    She pushed him away, but not for long. She trembled. Slowly, she began to unbutton the dress. Her hesitancy sought his trust.
     

    He watched each button open until the dress slid to the floor. He stared at her.
    The heat of her gaze drew him closer. She was naked and breathtaking. He gasped aloud. “My God, you are so beautiful, Maggie…you offer me so much.”
    She climbed into the bed and spread the sheet and blanket away from her so he could look. Her gesture flamed with open invitation. He feasted on her golden body. All of her. From the beautiful waves of hair to the golden tips of her toes. As she waited for him, she turned on her side, her breasts squeezing together, her hips rounding like mountains against the tiny waist. Her hips drew him as he rolled her to her stomach and kissed her all over, fascinated by the silky smooth skin she presented him. She moaned the pleasure of his touch, drawing shaky breaths as his lips explored each generous curve. His fingers outlined her, stopping at the crevice of her backside. Stilling his fingers there, he paused as she drew breath.
    “You tempt me to madness.”
    She grew breathlessly quiet.
    He undid his clothes and let them fall beside hers. Then he rejoined her on the bed. He gazed at her in wonder. How could he want her so