his kiss was gentle, yet seductive. Her taste was sweet, hot, sensuous. He hungered for her and relentlessly explored her mouth, demanding a response and enticing her tongue to mate with his.
Not only was he kissing her, Lorren thought, but he was encouraging her to participate, something Scott never did. He’d said hugging, kissing, and caressing weren’t a necessary part of lovemaking.
Heat throbbed deep within Lorren as Justin’s thrusting tongue dueled with hers in a slow, sensual motion. She wound her arms around his neck and arched against him, quivering, as hot waves of desire consumed her. Sliding her hands over his rib cage, she felt the hardness of his muscled body through the material of his clothing.
This was better than anything she had ever experienced before. The times she and Scott had kissed had never excited her this way, so completely, so thoroughly.
Her senses pulsated with the strength, feel, and scent of Justin. These new sensations stirred passion, the likes of which she’d never known, to rage within her. Operating purely on instinct, her body leaned into him, intensifying the kiss as she slanted her mouth against his.
Lorren’s barrier of self-protectiveness should have had her turning from any intimate contact with a man. Instead, she automatically rose on tiptoe to follow Justin’s mouth when he unexpectedly pulled away.
With a fevered moan Justin lifted his mouth from Lorren’s to draw much-needed air into his lungs. “I can’t handle too much more of this,” he whispered roughly, burying his face in her neck and breathing a kiss there. “I just knew it would be like this. I just knew we’d be good together.”
His words zapped Lorren back to reality. No! They wouldn’t be good together. After what had just happened between them, there was no doubt in her mind he’d be better than good. But she knew with that same certainty, she’d be a disappointment to him. How could she have forgotten that one elemental fact about herself?
Suddenly anxious to escape his presence, she twisted out of his arms, taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression, Justin, but I don’t sleep around.”
Justin’s eyes grazed a path from Lorren’s swollen lips to the stubborn set of her chin. The woman had transformed the act of kissing into a work of art. At the beginning she’d seemed unsure of what to do, which he’d found strange for someone who’d been married before. But in no time at all she had him indulging in pleasure so wonderful, it felt almost sinful. She had enjoyed their kiss just as much as he had. But he had picked up on the fact that what he’d seen in her eyes was more surprise at the effects of the kiss than recognition of the results of it. If he didn’t know better, he’d think she had never been properly kissed before.
“And I don’t sleep around either, Lorren,” he said quietly. “As a doctor, I know just how rampant AIDS is. I’m a firm believer you should think twice before going to bed with just anyone.” He took a step forward. “While I don’t go in for one-night stands, I don’t have anything against an affair.”
A lean, dark finger caressed her cheek. There was such an awe-inspiring beauty about her, with her mouth slightly swollen from his kiss and her face tinted with desire. “I think we may be headed for one,” he said softly.
“No.” The response was fast from Lorren’s lips.
Justin’s reply was even quicker. “Yes.” His dark eyes held hers. “You’re attracted to me just as much as I am to you, whether you’re willing to admit it or not. Think about it.”
“There’s nothing to think about,” she replied curtly.
“I believe differently.”
Turning, he walked out the door.
Chapter 3
“W hy do men think they know everything?” Lorren asked Syneda as they sat at a table in Sophie’s Diner.
Syneda looked up from her meal. “I guess it’s a man thing.” She raised a brow. “Is there a