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he was asking or what he meant and only managed a low, sort of distracted, “Mmm,” as a response.
     
    His mouth was at her neck then her chest, sucking at her nipples again. She moaned a low sound of yearning, and Linc moved his hand higher and then higher again.
    He smiled, feeling her soften beneath him, knowing she was again ripe for the picking. Knowing she was deeper into her passion than he’d realized. Knowing she wouldn’t stop him should he pull away every scrap of her clothes and kiss her delicious body to her toes. And he was tempted to do just that, but confined as they were, it wouldn’t be here or now. That would have to wait until later. Later, when he had more time and more room, he’d discover and enjoy her body at his leisure.
    Determined to continue his seduction, he moved his hand again, ignoring a nagging sense of dishonor. He knew this one was an innocent. He knew, because of that innocence, she hadn’t a clue as to what he was about. Had she been just a little less adorable, had he not wanted her quite so much, he might not have pushed his cause.
    Linc couldn’t remember when he’d ever treated a lady so shabbily. Just the thought of it almost caused him to pull away. Granted, he’d started this while asleep. He’d awakened to find a lovely, sweet smelling woman beneath his hands, his mouth. He hadn’t thought then beyond the need to taste her, to touch his lips to hers. But her response had rocked his world, for she was nothing less than eager. Another wave of shame assaulted. Christ, what was the matter with him? Now, he was laying the blame at her feet. Jesus, when had he become such a coward?
    So she’d been agreeable. Hadn’t he expected just that while awakening her from sleep? He did. Of course, he did. She was a young, innocent lady. And he knew better. Only it didn’t matter. Nothing would stop him from sampling this woman. Honor be damned. He wanted her, and she was a hot piece who easily fell under his spell. It wasn’t wrong for two adults to find solace in each other. And he was going to enjoy what he could of her, enjoy it until he damn near died of the pleasure.
    His hand moved up the leg of her drawers
    His mouth was at her neck, her chest, sucking at her sweet, pebbly nipples again. She moaned a low sound of yearning, and Linc moved his hand higher then higher again. She gasped as he touched her pussy. Gasped again as he pushed his fingers beyond her protective curls and inside the blazing, hot folds of her body.
    She grew instantly stiff. “What? God, you can’t…”
    And his mouth was at her lips again, ignoring any objections. He pulled and sucked her back into the madness. He waited for her body to soften once more, until he knew she’d offer no further objections.
    She was hot. Gloriously hot and unbelievably wet. Damn, he’d never known another to feel this good, to smell this sweet and to taste this wonderful.
    “You shouldn’t,” she said, the moment he pulled his mouth from hers. “You have to stop.”
    “I know, and I will. I just want to touch you a little. It doesn’t hurt, does it?”
     
    “No,” she said, cautiously dragging the word into two syllables and wondering what it did feel like. Abby couldn’t honestly say she liked it. At least, she couldn’t at first. He was touching her in so private a place—a place where no one had ever touched her before—and she knew only confusion for it felt good. It felt better than good, and that couldn’t be. It was wrong. How could something feel this good and be wrong? “But you shouldn’t.”
    “I need to show you this.”
    “Show me, what?”
    His lips came to tease hers, to tug, to play, to lick, to bite and to sample her again. “Do you know how delicious you are? God, I could kiss you forever.”
    “Yes and that’s another thing you shouldn’t be doing.”
    Linc grinned. A short laugh escaped his throat. “I wish I could see you.”
    “I think what you’re doing is bad