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192 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published February 1, 1982
"Let me go. I do not like the aggressive approach!"
"Pity. I have a feeling it's the only tactic that would work with you."...
I have no wish to brawl with you. Please take me home!"
He hung on to her wrists, transferring them both into one strong hand, and leaned forward, crowding her backward onto the cushions.
"I won't let you treat me like this!" she snarled, crushed under the weight of his hard leanness as he sprawled heavily across her.
"How are you going to stop me?" he retorted, . . .
"No!"
But it was too late. Even as she tried fruitlessly to twist away from his grasp, Kelly knew it was useless. She was trapped between him and the cushions, unable to move more than an inch or two. She couldn't even free a leg. He had both of them anchored beneath his own.
"Lie still, you little hellcat. I'm not going to hurt you!"
"You already are hurting me!"
He didn't bother to argue further. With compelling, domineering aggression Locke covered her mouth with his own. Deliberately, ruthlessly, he forced apart her lips, holding her head still with his hand.
"Can't you see how much I want you?" he grated pleadingly, ceasing the ruthless dominance of her mouth to begin stringing tiny heated kisses along her throat to the top of her breast.
"Why should your desires matter to me?" she charged tightly, and then spoiled the cold effect of the words by gasping as his tongue stroked her nipple.
"Because you're the only one who can satisfy them!" he almost snarled.
He shifted his weight slightly, pulling her blouse completely free of her skirt and pushing the silky material aside to expose her to his hungry gaze.
"You hardly know me!" she accused in a breathless whisper, horribly aware of the most vulnerable sensation she had ever known. Never had a man used his superior strength to hold her immobile like this while he took his time feasting on the sight of her.
"I knew all I needed to know about you within the first few minutes of meeting you, sweetheart,"