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More heat rose within her, mingled with fury and desire at the touch of his lips on the sensitive rim of her ear. He had the nerve to put his lips to her neck, but not her mouth! It was insufferable, and at the same time, unbearable, that the feeling of his mouth touching her flesh could make her clit swell and burn with desire.
He slid a hand down between her legs and cupped her beneath the towel. Mira gasped. She couldn't help it. His touch was like fire on her already burning skin. She had to close her eyes and take a deep breath to prevent herself from moaning.
"This is what you want, isn't it?" His voice had that old, taunting tone she hated. His hand curved to fit more closely against her.
Mira found the strength to shake her head, grateful he couldn't see her face. She arched her back to pull her body away from his as best she could. She didn't trust her voice.
"No?" Gavin's voice had gone deep and hoarse. One finger parted her curls and stroked her. Another slipped between her folds to tease her opening.
A red haze danced in front of her eyes. She was too close to coming. The sensations were too much. Mira struggled in Gavin's grasp, not wanting him to win. Not like this.