urgency； he pulled her up。 As she stood； her dress slid past
her hips to form a pale blue circle on the floor。 Aware of the
admiration in his eyes； she stepped out of it wearing nothing but a pair
of small silk panties。
When he held out his arms； she went to him and wrapped hers tightly
around his neck。 Her breasts were crushed against his hairy chest。 She
burned from within。
〃Chloe 。。。 Chloe 。。。 Chloe。。 。〃 he chanted softly； reminiscent of that
soft September breeze in New Hampshire。 But she couldn't think back； not
with his fingers skimming her hips； then moving up her sides and around。
He was exquisitely tender。 She felt cherished； desired； and loved； if
only for the night。
〃Hurry。〃 She arched against him； her body aflame with need。 〃Hurry。〃
Setting her back； he unbuckled his belt and undid his pants。 His eyes
devoured her hungrily as he pushed everything off； then knelt to remove
her panties。
She was trembling with excitement when he dragged a cushion from the
sofa to the floor。 He lowered himself and held out a hand； and for a
minute she couldn't move； couldn't take her eyes from his body。 It was
perfect in every way； thoroughly masculine and fully aroused。 Eleven
years ago she had been too shy to study him； but she wasn't now。 He
seemed to stretch forever； one long limb connected to another by firm
sinew。 Had she been