her own torment； he touched her cheek with a tenderness that made her
want to weep。 She couldn't pull away。 She was desperate for his love。
If there were germs of reason floating around； they vanished with his
first kiss。 What remained was a hunger that had been days in building。
Chloe gave herself up to it without a thought。
Ross touched her everywhere； caressing her through the thin lavender
gown； and she touched him right back。 But his robe was thick； and she
grew impatient。 The robe was easily opened and his body bared。 She
touched him then； bringing low sounds from his throat； and the feeling
of power was heady。 He began to shake under her stroking。 His penis grew
thick and engorged。
Moments later； her gown fell to the ground with his robe。 His mouth ate
at hers； as he lifted her and carried her to the bed。 The weight of his
body pinned her to the sheets； but there was no pain in it for Chloe。
She weled his force； wanting even more。
〃Yes！〃 she cried； clutching at his hips to pull him closer。
But Ross tensed at the sound of her voice。 He was breathing hard；
pressing his forehead to the pillow by her ear。 She felt him rock hard
and large against her； but he didn't enter。
〃I swore I wouldn't do this；〃 he whispered hoarsely； 〃swore I'd keep my
hands off you。 I've tried。 God knows； I've tried！〃
When he raised himself to look at