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| eyes with ecstasy. "Yes," she managed to whisper. "The . . . clothes. You must . . ." |

| His mouth seized her lips, silencing her words and any protests that may have been lying beneath the surface of her consciousness. She drifted toward him and became a part of him as he embraced her. She twined her arms around his neck as he lay her down on his spread-out blankets. She kissed him with abandon, her breath quickening with yearning as once again his hand sought and found her breast and began kneading it. |

| Without much thought as to what she was doing, Sasha unlocked her arms around his neck and tore at the front of her blouse until her breasts were fully freed. When his lips left her mouth and brushed against her throat, and then went lower and sucked a nipple between his teeth, Sasha moaned, pleasure spreading into a delicious tingling heat throughout her. |

| "Sasha," Ashton whispered reverently against her flesh. "My sweet Sasha. I have waited so long for this." |

| Sasha wove her fingers through his hair, breathless with anticipation as his hands worked at disrobing her. There was no fight left in her. Her heart had won the battle. And all that was left was the promise of paradise that he had to offer. |

| Her clothes and boots tossed aside, Ashton leaned over Sasha. He took her hand and guided it to the buttons of his shirt. "Undress me," he whispered huskily. |

| Embarrassed at the thought, yet eager to see his unclothed body, Sasha complied with his |

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