"Sudden, riveting visions of barnyard creatures mating flooded her mind, and she thought she might die of mortification -- But Charlie just went on kissing her as if he might never stop. Strange longings exploded inside Kate. Even in the heat, she found she was shivering, the pit of her stomach going all achy, and her nipples tightening against the bruising pressure of Charlie's chest. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she was behaving wantonly, brazenly giving in to her enemy. She knew she should shove away this insolent cad -- But surely that would mean being thrown across his lap and walloped, and this alternative was far more pleasurable. All at once, nothing mattered to Kate but the new, irresistible yearnings within her. She felt as hungry as a newborn lamb frolicking in its first spring meadow, as ravenous as a bee sampling its first taste of nectar."
"I groaned with the taste and feel of her mouth, the heat of it firing desire that already burned deep in my guts. She was like a bonfire of passion, a sweet, endlessly sweet pool of desire, and I dipped into it again and again, savoring every blessed moment. I pulled her hips closer to me, and she rewarded me with a wiggle that almost had me coming on the spot."
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