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Authors: Brenda Jackson

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in
his,
he
led
her
through
a
path
that
was
shrouded
with
lush
green
prairie
grass.
When
he
found
what
he
thought
was

the
perfect
spot,
he
spread
the
blanket
on
the
ground,
sat
down
and
pulled
her
on
to
his
lap.

His
mouth
captured
hers
and
with
a
shaking
hand,
he

removed
his
shirt
from
her
body.
Moments
later,
he
pulled
back
and
stood
to
remove
his
jeans;
taking
a
condom
pack
from
the
pocket
before
tossing
them
aside.
His
hand

continued
to
shake
as
he
sheathed
himself.

He
is
a
beautiful
man,
Madison
thought
as
she
watched

what
Stone
was
doing.
A
sheen
of
perspiration
covered
his
chest;
a
chest
she
knew
was
broad
and
muscular.
Then

there
were
those
strong
thighs,
firm
buttocks
and
the
huge
erection
that
promised
more
of
what
they’d
shared
last

night.

She
inhaled
deeply.
A
slow
throbbing
ache
had
started
low
and
deep
in
her
stomach,
inching
its
way
through
every
part
of
her
body.
She
actually
felt
a
climax
building
and
Stone

hadn’t
done
anything
but
kiss
her…but
the
look
in
his
eyes
promised
everything.
And
she
wanted
it
all.

She
wanted
Stone
Westmoreland.

She
didn’t
want
to
think
about
the
implications
of
what
that
might
mean.
At
the
moment
she
couldn’t
give
herself
that
luxury.
The
only
thoughts
she
wanted
flowing
through
her

mind
were
intimate
ones.
She
forced
the
lump
in
her
throat
away,
as
a
little
voice
in
the
back
of
her
mind
whispered,
live
for
the
moment.
Enjoy
this
time
with
him
to
the
fullest.

After
Stone
finished
putting
on
the
condom
he
paused
as
his
gaze
held
Madison’s.
Last
night
while
making
love,
he
had
never
felt
so
connected,
so
joined,
so
linked
to
a

woman.
It
was
as
if
they
had
formed
a
kinship,
an

unshakable
attachment,
a
special
bond
that
he
couldn’t
dismiss
even
if
he
wanted
to.

Maybe
it
was
pure
insanity
on
his
part
to
think
that
way.
In
that
case,
he
might
as
well
call
himself
crazy
because
the
thoughts
were
in
his
head
and
there
wasn’t
a
damn
thing
he
could
do
about
them
now.
He
would
have
to
figure
things

out
later
because
what
he
wanted
more
than
anything,
even
more
than
his
next
breath,
was
the
woman
who
was
sitting
on
the
blanket
watching
every
move
he
made
with
so
much
desire
in
her
eyes,
it
only
made
his
body
harder.

He
let
out
a
deep
breath
and
wondered
how
he
could
have
gone
through
life
for
thirty-three
years
and
not
known
of
her
existence.
She
was
beautiful,
exquisite
and,
for
now,
right
this
minute,
she
was
his.

His.

He
swallowed
deeply,
knowing
he
had
to
say
something
and
that
he
needed
to
choose
his
words
carefully.
He

wanted
her
to
know,
he
had
to
let
her
know,
that
this
wasn’t
just
another
coupling
for
him.
What
they
shared
all
through
last
night,
as
well
as
what
they
were
about
to
share
now

were
special
to
him
and
totally
out
of
sync
with
how
he

usually
did
things.
He
wanted
her
to
know
she
had
touched
him
in
a
way
that
no
woman
had
done
before.

When
he
moved
his
mouth
to
say
the
words,
Madison

leaned
forward,
reached
out
and
placed
her
fingers
to
his
lips.
She
wasn’t
ready
to
hear
what
he
had
to
say,

especially
if
it
was
something
that
would
break
the
romantic
spell
between
them.
She
didn’t
want
to
hear
him
stress

once
again
the
kind
of
man
that
he
was.
She
knew
that
he
was
not
looking
for
a
serious
involvement
and
she

respected
that,
but
neither
of
them
could
turn
their
backs
on
the
passion
that
was
now
raging
between
them.
Right
now,
all
she
wanted
to
think
about—all
she
cared
about—was

that
this
wonderful
man
had
given
her
a
real
taste
of

passion,
something
she
had
never
experienced
before.

He’d
also
shown
her
how
it
felt
to
fall
for
someone.

And
she
had
fallen
helplessly
and
hopelessly
in
love
with
Stone
Westmoreland.

He
pulled
her
fingers
from
his
lips
and
leaned
forward,

brushing
those
same
lips
against
hers
before
letting
the

fullness
of
his
mouth
settle
over
hers,
kissing
her
with
an

intensity
that
sent
heat
soaring
through
her
veins.
The
same
wanting,
longing
and
desire
that
she
had
encountered
from

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