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aggressively. 'And give me back my glass. I need another drink...'
    'No way. You've already had more than enough.'
    'No, I haven't...' Angrily Louise reached out towards him, trying to snatch back her glass, but he was holding onto it too tightly, and as he lifted his arm to remove it even further from her reach she lost her balance and staggered heavily into him. His body had all the unyielding hardness of solid rock, only it felt much warmer... warmer and...
    Louise blinked as she realised that the heavy thud she could feel beneath her hand was the beat of his heart.
    It felt oddly reassuring... comforting ... Dizzily she started to frown as her alcohol-confused brain tried to assimilate this unacceptable information. She had the most peculiar desire to put her head against his chest, just where her hand was resting, and close her eyes, to let herself be comforted by that steady, sure heartbeat, like a child being soothed by the comfort of its parent.
    Experimentally her fingers flexed and relaxed. She could feel the springiness of his body hair beneath the fabric of his shirt. Her eyes widened as she took in this additional information. Louise instinctively let her body start to relax against the warmth of his.
    The arm he had raised to steady her when she had first fallen against him was still there, holding her, supporting her. She wriggled closer to his body and closed her eyes. She could smell the man-scent of him—so much stronger than the elusive, hard-to-reach scent that clung to Saul's shirt. This was the real thing, a real man. Louise breathed in deeply and appreciatively. His hand had moved to her hip, hard and warm through her clothes. She liked the feel of it there.
    'Louise.'
    The sharp warning note in his voice made her open her eyes and focus dizzily on him.
    'No, don't go,' she whispered drunkenly. 'Don't go... I want you to stay with me... I want…'
    He started to withdraw from her, and she read the stern message in his eyes. She quickly closed her own eyes and reached up with one hand to cup his face. She lifted her head and opened her mouth against his, using her other hand to take his hand from her hip to her breast.
    As she felt the hard male warmth of his palm against her breast her body stiffened, quivering in excited expectation. The deep, tremulous breath she took lifted her breast against his hand. She felt his fingers curve into the shape of her body and his touch become a caress. The pad of his thumb stroked her nipple gently, and a quiver of sensual delight ran through her. This was what she had ached for, yearned for. Her tongue-tip stroked his lips, urgently demanding entrance, her breathing quickening in passionate arousal.
    She had waited so long to be with him like this. Her teeth tugged pleadingly at his bottom lip as desire flooded through her. She could feel his lips starting to part as he gave in to her feminine aggression.
    She had been so hungry for him to kiss her like this, she acknowledged dizzily as his mouth started to move over hers. She adjusted her body to get closer to him, and felt him shift his weight to accommodate her. A jolt of sensations rocketed through her, her inhibitions obliterated by the powerful force of the rich wine she had consumed. She felt as though she was floating on a high tide of incredible sensation. Her tongue darted wantonly into his mouth. She wanted him to touch her without her clothes, to feel his hands on her bare body. She wanted to touch him the same way—to absorb every last essence of him.
    This was what she had been crying out for, starving for. Dying for! This, and him.
    Against his mouth she cried his name...
    'Saul. Saul... Saul...'
    Abruptly Louise found herself being set free, pushed away from the intimacy of the male body her own craved so badly. Only his hands still held her, manacling her wrists as he shook her.
    'Saul,' she protested.
    'Open your eyes, Louise,' she heard a harsh and shockingly familiar male voice demanding