Saxon's Lady by Stephanie Janes Read Free Book Online Page B

push me over the edge. Just thinking about the way you respond to me was enough to send me into a hell of a lot of cold showers this past year. And nothing's changed, has it?" He touched her taut nipple with his thumb.
    Devon could hear the masculine satisfaction in his voice, but she didn't really mind just then. He was right. In this respect, nothing had changed. She shook her head in mute agreement and Garth kissed her again, deeply, longingly. Devon felt a year's worth of aching need and leashed passion in him and knew that in that moment she wanted nothing more than to release that passion and satisfy the need.
    She began to fumble with the buttons of his shirt, wanting more of him. Impatiently Garth shrugged out of the garment. When Devon splayed her fingers against his chest, he covered one of her small hands briefly with his own, restraining her lightly.
    "The bedroom," he muttered hoarsely. "Let's go to the bedroom."
    Devon smiled mistily. "Why?" she asked, so caught up in the sensual longing that was flowing in her veins that she didn't stop to consider her question.
    "Because I'll never fit on that damn little couch."
    "There's plenty of room on the rug." She lifted her face shyly to meet his eyes and put her arms around his neck. Her own boldness startled her, but she didn't regret it. If she couldn't be adventuresome with Garth, she couldn't be adventuresome with anyone. He was the only man she wanted. After a year of waiting, she understood that now with blinding clarity. Deliberately she pressed her breasts against his broad, hard chest and immediately felt the exciting tickle of the dark, curling hair that grew in profusion on his tanned skin.
    "Why should we use the rug when there's a perfectly good bed waiting just down the hall?" Garth asked, looking genuinely taken aback.
    "I don't know. I wasn't thinking." She flushed and buried her face against his chest. She was rapidly beginning to regret her impulsive suggestion. She should have guessed Garth would have conservative ideas about appropriate behavior in this sort of situation. The one other time he had made love to her had been in her small, single bed back in Hawk Springs.
    "Honey, I don't think that rug is going to be very comfortable."
    "Never mind," she breathed, not wanting to spoil the moment. "I don't know what got into me. Let's go to the bedroom." Embarrassed now, she started to turn away from him.
    His eyes dropped to her tip-tilted breasts and he pulled her back into his arms. "No," he declared. "We'll try the rug if that's what you want. God knows, at the moment I don't particularly care where we are. I just know I have to have you and soon or I'll come apart. I don't think you really understand what you do to me."
    He eased her down onto the thick white rug, lowering himself beside her. He bent his head to kiss the small valley between her breasts and then he took a nipple into his mouth. Her momentary shyness fled beneath the loving onslaught.
    Devon cried out softly and arched herself against him. She clenched her fingers into his hair as the level of her own excitement leaped several notches.
    "This is what I spent so many nights remembering," Garth told her with deep satisfaction. "The way you come alive in my arms. It's like nothing I've ever known, Devon."
    He flattened his palm on her stomach and the heat of it seemed to permeate her body. Then he was unfastening the tight jeans and sliding them down over her hips. The lacy, nude-toned underpants came off with the designer denim and in a matter of seconds Devon was lying naked beside Garth.
    When she opened her eyes she saw him watching her and felt herself warming all over under the brilliant, possessive, raw hunger in his gaze.
    "Garth?"
    "I want you so badly, Devon." He kissed her linger- ingly . "So badly." He tangled his fingers in the dampening curls between her thighs. "And you want me, don't you? Say it. Please, say it, Devon."
    "I want you," she vowed. "More than I've ever