Author:  J.D. Robb
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Her hands were splayed against the wet tile, her body pulsing. Water rained over them, hot and needle sharp, as he felt the orgasm tear through her.
A kind of purging, he thought.
She was still gasping when he spun her around and closed his mouth greedily over her breast.
She was helpless against what he brought to her. Each time, every time, helpless, staggered. And grateful. She dived her fingers into his hair, twisting, tangling them in that thick wet silk while those good, strong tugs of desire in her belly followed the restless hunger of his mouth on her.
His hands, slick, skilled, strong, raced over her, took her to the edge and over. Where he wanted her, where he needed her - shuddering, moaning his name, swamped in her own pleasure.
The nails biting viciously into his back thrilled him, the frenzied race of her heart against his incited him. More. All. Now, was all he could think as they savaged each other's mouths.
"I want you." His breath was heaving as he gripped her hips. "Always. Ever. Mine."
His eyes were a wild and burning blue. She could see nothing else. It should have been too much, this desperate, endless need for him. Yet somehow it was never, never enough. "Mine." She dragged his mouth back to hers, and when he drove into her, met him beat for urgent beat."

( J.D. Robb )
[ Loyalty in Death ]
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