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"I won't! You can t make me!" She fought the natural rise of desire flodding her
whenever they got within touching distance of each other.
"Yes, you will." His eyebrow lifted arrogantly.
"Yeah, right." She tried to squirm away from his powerful embrace. Sitting her on
top of the large case, he spread her legs and stepped in between them. He smiled
wickedly when he felt her squirm against him, her thighs clamping onto his shoulders.
"Untie my hair." He leaned against her. "I want to feel your hands running
through it. He growled happily when she obeyed without thought. Annabelle tried
unsuccessfully to keep herself from responding to his closeness because she didn't
want him to know either her feelings or her passionate response to him.
Zephyrus trembled as he felt Annabelle's warm fingers run through his midnight-
colored hair. Capturing her gaze, he slowly and methodically peeled off his clothes. By
the time Annabelle realized what danger she was in, Zephyr was standing before her,
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naked as the day he was born, and reaching for her buttons.
"What?" She looked at him wildly and got an eyeful. She immediately looked
away. It wouldn't matter she d only gotten a brief look, for his true masculine beauty
would be etched in her memory forever.
"Look at me, Annabelle! I want you to see me." He lifted her chin with his hand.
He looked eyes with her before continuing, "And my body's expression of my love for
you."
"Love?"
"Yes." He kissed her gently on the lips. "I may have forgotten to mention this,
Annabelle Whitebear, but I am head over heels in love with you."
If a joy-filled hug and deeply passionate kiss were what Zephyr was expecting
when he finally declared his love for her, he was sadly mistaken.
"You idiot! You jerk!" Annabelle shoved at him. "You tell me you love me, now!
Now!? What about all the weeks and times we ve been together?"
"But, little one..." He was shocked at her response to his honest declaration.
"Don't you 'little one' me, Mr. Chocolate Man. I can't believe you ve put me
through hell these last few weeks, when a simple 'I love you' would have solved
everything," she shouted at him despairingly.
"You mean to tell me you would have said yes, if I would have told you I loved
you?" A growl rumbled out of his throat as his frustration built.
"Of course! Men!" Turning, she intended to stomp back into the kitchen. She was
surprised when he grabbed her from behind and pinned her, face first, against the
display case.
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"What are you doing? " she exclaimed, not frightened in the least. Her Indian side
loved the near savagery that lay under Zephyrus Raincloud's civilized veneer.
"I'm going to love you til you can't walk, and then in the morning we're going to
fly to Vegas with our parents and get married." He nibbled on her ear silkily, as he
hauled up her skirt.
"You're not serious?" She jerked and then squealed as she felt him strip her
panties down her long legs.
"As a heart attack!" Zephyr toyed with her curly pubic hair. Sliding his fingers
through it, he found her nubbin and slowly stroked and rubbed it. When she gasped in
pleasure, he smiled wickedly. He was just beginning. Annabelle groaned softly as she
saw the look on his face in the mirror behind the counter.
"We can't do this out here." She locked her eyes with his. "People will see." She
tried persuasive reasoning with him.
"I don't care! Let them watch. They ll only see two people deeply in love. And I'm
right, aren't I? You love me just as much as I love you, don't you, little one?"
"I can't believe you call me 'little one.'" She wiggled as he worked his other hand
under her blouse and captured one of her stiff nipples between his thumb and
forefinger. Giving it a tweaky little squeeze, he toyed with it until it became even harder
and more sensitive to his touch.
"Don't you?" he asked again, then emphasized with a hard enough squeeze she
moaned loudly and writhed against his restraining hold.
"Zephyrus." She squirmed and begged.
"Annabelle - answer me!" He slipped two of his calloused fingers inside her
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dampening sheath and fluttered them back and forth rhythmically.
"Oh, yes, I..." she stuttered as she raced along the edge of an intense orgasm.
That's it, little one, come all over my fingers." He pressed his mouth against her
shoulder, before leaning in and fastening his mouth to the crook of her neck. Biting
down hard enough for her to feel it, he also squeezed her hard clit between his thumb
and the fingers inside of her, rubbing against her sensitive vaginal walls. His actions
triggered her shattering orgasm.
"Oh my god!" She arched against him as her orgasm burst over her, long and
hard.
"Damn it, yes!" He bent his legs slightly, pulled his wet fingers out, and replaced
them with the tip of his engorged manhood. When she arched back against him to
recapture his wonderful fingers, Annabelle was surprised, but could only moan even
louder as she impaled herself on him. At least she wasn't the only one moaning, she
thought with a small part of her awareness. Zephyr was behind her and buried deep
inside of her clinging sheath. She could only continue to moan as he began the rhythmic
thrusting designed to drive them both over the edge.
"Damn, little one, you're so hot and wet, I could stay inside of you all night." He
surged in and out of her tight sheath. Annabelle heard the sound of their flesh slapping
against each other, and feel the wetness leaking from between her thighs. She breathed
raggedly as she drew closer to her next orgasm.
Pushing back against him, she tried to break his grasp, but found she couldn't.
Zephyr had resumed his pinning hold on her. With his mouth attached to her neck, one
arm wrapped around her waist and the other squeezing her tight nipples, all she could
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do was be used like a rag doll for his pleasure. And hers, she thought dimly, as she
neared the precipice s edge again. When he felt her sheath tightening around him and
her climax beginning, he growled. Moving the hand from her waist, he found her hard
nubbin and started rubbing it firmly. That was all Annabelle needed to explode violently
against him. Her muscles convulsed and triggered the beginning of his own climax.
"Oh my god!" she screamed and threw her head back.
"That's it!" He continued to pound in and out of her. Locking his knees, Zephyr
knew it was only one sweep before he too exploded inside of her.
"Do you want me to pull out, little one?" he gasped harshly. "Or do you want my
baby!" He fought to stop his movements against her.
"Yes." She started tensing for the third time.
"Yes, what?" he panted, still thrusting. "Baby or no baby...?" He skated
dangerously close to his own point of no return.
"Baby...." Her eyes closed tight and her legs tensed, preparing for their mutual
climax.
"Baby, it is," he growled as he let go.
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