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ruthless passion. The stars danced behind her closed eyelids, the
gentle hiss of the waves receded before the rushing sound in her ears,
and the cool night air had no power to chill against the heat of desire
that coursed through her from head to toe. Her hands clung to him,
the only stable thing in her madly spinning universe, and his hand
was intimately moving
responses, evoking tiny, soft sounds of delight from her against his
invading mouth.
When he reluctantly loosened his hold, she was trembling again, but
not with cold. He said, 'Let's go in,' and she whispered, 'Yes.'
Her legs were weak, and after the first few steps he swung her up into
his arms and carried her to the open door of the cottage.
He kicked the door shut with his foot, and crossed the floor to the
bedroom. There were no lights on, and in ttie darkness he laid her on
the bed and kissed her with increasing passion. Her hands were on his
shoulders, glorying in the latent muscular strength of them, and her
body was singing under the weight of his.
When he moved she made a protesting attempt to hold him, and he
laughed softly, triumphantly. She heard his shoes hit the mat on the
floor, then felt his hands removing her sandals from her feet, and his
lips fleetingly caressed the arch of one foot and then the other.
He sat on the side of the bed and pulled off his shirt, then leaned over
to bring her up beside him and across his body while he kissed her
again. His fingers unfastened the buttons of her blouse, and his mouth
moved down her throat to her shoulders as he eased the fabric off
them. He found the fastening of her bra and freed her breasts, and his
palms closed over them as he laid her gently back against the pillows
again.
Raina closed her eyes and her lips parted in silent ecstasy. When
Logan's hands slid to her back she arched her body against his, and in
her ear his voice muttered deeply, 'Beautiful you're so
beautiful and I've wanted this for so long. Since that first time I
kissed you and you've wanted it too, haven't you -?'
The slow fire that had been consuming her was suddenly doused. She
whispered hoarsely, 'No -!' And her head twisted frantically away
from his kiss as he caught her mouth again with his. 'No!' she
repeated. 'I never wanted you, Logan! Only Perry -'
He stopped her movement away from him, his hands hard on her
arms. 'Okay, okay,' he said, 'I shouldn't have said it. Forget it.'
She moved her head from side to side in distress, in negation, and he
repeated, 'Forget it. You want me now. That's all that matters.'
But she couldn't forget it. As his caresses became more urgent, and
his kisses bruised her lips, she felt her body grow cold and rigid, and
Logan felt it, too. She knew that he checked his passion deliberately,
and tried to patiently make up for what had happened, to start over
again and take her slowly back to the peak of desire she had reached
before. But there was a hardness inside her that refused to be melted,
and her old antagonism had returned, so that she took a vicious
satisfaction in her own lack of pleasure, in knowing that whatever he
did, however he caressed her, her body lacked any response for him.
But Logan's body would not be denied its own desire. In the end, he
stopped trying to control it. He took her in anger, and she endured it in
hatred and resentment, and afterwards lay in bitter silence while he
cursed her, then left her lying dry-eyed in the darkness. She heard the
rustling of his clothes as he fumbled them on, and then the sound of
the outer door being opened and slammed shut. He didn't come back
for hours. At dawn she heard the door quietly open again, but he
didn't come into the room, and shortly afterwards, she drifted at last
off to sleep.
CHAPTER SIX
WHEN Raina woke it was fully light, and she peered at her watch to
find that the time was after nine.
The cottage was very quiet, and when she looked out into the living
room, it was empty. The cushions on the divan near the window were
dented and the cotton cover rumpled, and she deduced that Logan
might have spent a few uncomfortable hours there before going out
again.
She showered in the compact little bathroom and dressed in a knitted
cotton shirt and fitting denim trousers. In the kitchen there was no
evidence that Logan had eaten, and she made toast and bacon and
eggs, turning the eggs on to plates just as Logan appeared in the
doorway of the kitchen.
He stood watching her with no expression on his dark face. He had
shaved and was dressed in the casual pants he had worn the day
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