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the spanking he d given her  and tried to pull away, but he wasn t about to let her move one inch away from him.
 I don t think so. It was hard to be adamant when he was kissing her that way, even about a subject like a
future spanking. He was making everything inside her melt together into a big pile of goo with those soft, gentle,
undemanding kisses. And his hand on her bottom  when it wasn t swatting her  made every cell in that area of
her body sit up and take notice. He began to trail his finger slowly down that natural cleft from lower back to
where her thighs met, then back again, over and over. He might as well have had his fingers directly on her clit 
she felt as if he did! The ache that had been in the background since he d picked her up  heck, since she d seen
him come down that runway  had moved very much to the fore.
Burke hadn t been able to hide his interest from her at all  she d clearly felt his hardness when he d had
her over his lap. She d had to restrain herself from rubbing against him while they were dancing, although a
certain amount of that occurred naturally. Now she desperately wanted to arch against him, to rub herself against
that prominent ridge in his pants, but she didn t dare. Her body was swollen and wet with a desire that had been
dormant for too long, and she knew when she finally let go of her slender control, she was going to explode all over
him like a warm can of beer in a paint mixer. If his fingers so much as drifted a little south of where they currently
were, she swore it was going to be all over for her.
Lana had spent the past five years focusing attention everywhere but at herself  and ninety nine point nine
percent of that attention had gone to Lily. If she ate, drank, and slept her daughter, then she got into bed too tired
to notice the cold, lonely other side where Craig should be. Her sexual desires had been sublimated to the point
that  before the onset of one Burke Daniels  she would have sworn that she was the female equivalent of a
eunuch  completely asexual, and, despite the fact that she and Craig had had a wonderful sex life, Lana would
have sworn that she didn t miss it.
But just a look from Burke blew away that hypothesis completely. She wasn t attracted to very many men,
but this one  the one that was lying on his side in front of her, unbuttoning his shirt and revealing an unbelievably
sexy, broad chest  set off fireworks within every tingling nerve she d forgotten existed, setting them to throbbing
and aching, begging for even just the lightest touch of his fingertips and ready to riot at the thought of his mouth.
He threw the shirt away while holding her eyes with his, his mouth claiming her in kisses that deepened
rapidly until Lana thought she was going to die if he stopped. Her mind was blissfully full of nothing but the x-
rated thoughts he inspired, and her body was his to do with as he pleased.
And Burke pleased to take his time with her  as much as his body allowed, anyway. Now that he d
gotten her where he wanted her, which was a marvelous surprise itself; he had had hopes, but he really hadn t
expected to get her to say  yes to him this quickly.
Since she had, he was going to move to consolidate his lead as quickly as possible. He d known, from the
moment their hands had touched the night of the auction, that they were going to burn down the house when they
made love, and he could already feel the edges of the bed starting to singe just from the little they d already done.
She was incredibly hot, and he was hot for her.
He leaned over her just a bit, pressing her back onto the thick comforter, and pulling away at each side of
her dress as she lay back. She made an aborted attempt to grab for them out of delayed modesty, but he chided
gently,  No, sweetie, I want to see you.
Lana wasn t at all sure that she wanted him to see her not so young, mother of one breasts, but she had no
choice  he had the dress to her ankles and then in a heap on the floor as her arms came up to catch it to her.
He was staring down at her, and she brought her arms up again reflexively, afraid of what he might be
thinking. Then he lowered his head to first one prickly tip and then the other, pronouncing reverently between
them throatily,  Beautiful.
Lana lifted her head, watching him suckle her strongly, doing nothing towards soothing the ache in her
nipples and everything to create an even deeper need that streamed directly from those wet, hard nubs to the wet,
hard nub between her legs.
Both the nylons and the panties were ripped off her in one swift motion that made her eyes go big. Burke
saw that frightened look and kissed his way up to and across her collarbone, then up the side off her neck to her
lips.  Shh-shh-shh. Please don t be afraid of me, Lana. I would never hurt you. I m just a bit of an impatient
bridegroom, he apologized, leaning back to look down into her eyes, hoping to see that apprehension completely
gone, but there was still some lingering on the fringes of her eyes.
There was nothing like making oneself vulnerable to drive away fear. Burke reached down between them
and undid his belt and zipper, then caught her and brought it to his swollen self, unable to suppress a deep,
guttural moan when her soft fingers cupped as much of him as she could.  Dear Lord, woman -  he growled, hips
grinding against her tender palm.  You can t possibly be afraid of me. I m totally at your mercy. He took her
other hand and put it in the center of his chest, where she could feel his rapid heartbeat. He gritted his teeth and
closed his eyes, saying,  You have my heart and my part, and you can hurt either one of them very easily. But I
know you won t. I trust you with both. Won t you trust me a little, too?
Lana bit her lip, and lay back, leaving herself completely open to him, trust shining in her eyes. Burke
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