Melissa Hale

After a few minutes Erica pulled back slightly. __ thought you were supposed to be trying to seduce me?_ __eems like you needed this more._ __ou don__ want to_ __rica, I always want you, but I still want to be here with you even if we__e not going to make love._ __ thought most guys said __ave sex_._ __ost of the time that__ what it is, but that__ not what we__e doing._ His words made her stomach lurch and flutter. __ will be whatever you need._ __ need you Ethan._ She whispered running her fingertips over his lower lip. __ need you to make love to me right now._ He grinned and tightened his grip on her. __ think that can be arranged.

It's too soon, too fast. We don't even know each other." "Says who?" Ethan demanded. "Who decides how long it should take? Who makes the rules?" Erica shrugged because she really didn't know it just seemed like common sense. He put his index finger under her chin and swept his thumb just under her lower lip. "I do know you." He whispered. "I know you love chocolate and hate roses. I know you are kind and compassionate and generous. I know you feed the homeless and the stray cat that lives behind your apartment. I know you are a hopeless romantic. You are fiercely loyal." His eyes took on a mischievous glint. "I know you are ticklish; I know what makes you moan; I know what makes you squirm." He kissed her softly. "I know when I am with you I don't want to be anywhere else." He kissed her again and this time she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Their tongues tangled in a duel that left her breathless.