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alarmed and breathless at the same time. The shock of his hard body pressing against hers created a sensation unlike any other Angela had ever experienced . His size and strength and scent engulfed her, surrounded her.
    “ I’m b eginning your first lesson,” he said hoarsely, his mouth only a feather’s width away from hers as he dipped his head .
    Everywhere their bodies touched, her skin burned beneath her clothes. Her breasts began to feel heavy and full, her nipples erect, straining . When his lips finally met hers, s he became l ost in a violent storm of tastes and textures and sensations .

 
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    Villarreal / The Devil Rogue                                      
    Chapter 5
     
     
    THE KISS WAS light at first, fleeting caresses that teased and tantalized, compelling her to want more . The intimacy of this man’s mouth on hers was an experience completely foreign to her . She had never been kissed like this before . She’d had suitors whose kisses were sweet , but brief , sometimes awkward and fumbling . Those kisses had been nothing at all like this one . Those kisses hadn’t even come close to the all-encompassing, blazing contact of Blackridge’s mouth on hers .
    When she closed her eyes and parted her lips on a soft sigh, he slipped his tongue inside , deepening the kiss . He made a low sound in his throat as he angled his head, his lips tasting her , his tongue penetrating and thrusting with unmatched skill .
    She was focused entirely on him, on his mouth, his tongue, his body . T he hard ridge of his sex boldly press ed against her stomach, and suddenly she knew he definitely had one of ‘those things , ’ just like the Greek statues.
    She instinctively captured his tongue, sucking it deeper into her mouth, savoring the sinful pleasure derived from such intimate contact . He growled low, bringing his hands down to her sensitive breasts , cupping them firmly .
    Her own hands, which had been hanging useless ly at her sides until now, found their way up and over his shoulders . She caressed the back of his neck, and then raked her fingers through his hair .
    They were both panting as he continued to fondle her br easts, rubbing his thumbs over the hard points of her nipples . One of his hands then snaked around to her bottom , pressing her lower body firmly against his aroused member. He groaned.
    Ian was hard, t he burning need to thru st himself into her so compelling he could barely hold himself in check . Her response to him was nothing short of astonishing , shattering his self-control . This was only to be a quick lesson, an introduction to a simple kiss . But the way she had boldly engaged her mouth with such artless enthusiasm had him behaving like an inexperienced boy with his first woman .
    He may have a rake’s reputation, but never had he deal t in deflowering virgins . Ian’s tastes had always run to the more experienced wom a n, a woman knowledgeable in the art of seduction and pleasure .
    Was Miss Hopkins a virgin just as she claimed – or was she an accomplished deceiver, able to present the façade of maidenly innocence ? He would have his answer , soon enough, when she came to his bed . Ian had to consciously recall the reason she was here – her role in the death of his friend.
    He broke off the kiss and stepped back, but not far enough to release her from the circle of his arms . Her upturned face was fetchingly flushed, her lips plump and looking well and truly plundered . When she opened her eyes to look at him dazedly, they were as dark as the deepest part of the ocean, the pupils hugely dilated . If he were not careful, he would succumb to their depths like so many sailors of ancient lore.
    “Oh, my goodness,” she whispered.
    Ian released her then , putting more space between them . He cleared his throat. “Indeed . I think that will suffice for your first lesson . ” He fe lt as though he were the one who had just been given a lesson .