Free In Forbidden Territory by Shawna Delacorte Page A

pushing at his consciousness, reminding him how much he wanted her.
    â€œWere you thinking about what might have happened if things had moved to their logical conclusion last night?” He ran his fingers through her silky hair, caressed her shoulders, then held her close.
    â€œAngie…” He felt her arms encircle his waist. He pulled her body tighter against his. “I want so much to make love to you, but I don’t want to rush things.” He kissed her tenderly. “I want it to be something you want as much as I do.”
    â€œWhat about Mac?” She wasn’t sure why those words had escaped her mouth, but they had. It was testimony to her ingrained concern about her brother’s opinion, but at what cost?
    A slight grin tugged at the corners of his mouth. “I like Mac very much, but he’s not my type. He’s not the one I want to make love to.” The grin disappeared and his expression became very serious. “Mac is your brother and he’s my business partner and best friend, but this doesn’t involve him. This is something between you and me and no one else.”
    â€œYou’re right.” She had allowed her fears to dictate to her last night when they were in the hot tub. She would not make the same mistake tonight. A moment of doubt tried to cloud her thoughts. At least she hoped her decision wasn’t going to turn out to be a mistake. She reached her face up to his until their lips touched.
    The moment her mouth came in contact with his a jolt of electricity surged through his body. His hand slid down her back and came to rest on the curve of her bottom. He snuggled her hips up against his as his tongue meshed with hers. He reveled in the sensuality of the texture. If he lived to be a hundred years old he would never have enough of her taste.
    Ty scooped her up in his arms and carried her across the house to his bedroom. He placed her on his king-size bed, then quickly kicked off his shoes. He yanked off his sweater and tossed it on the chair. Then he was next to her, stroking her hair and placing soft kisses on her face. “Are you sure you’re okay with this? I don’t want to cause you any problems or make you feel like you were being coerced into something you didn’t really want.”
    â€œYes…I’m sure.” And she was. No feelings of guilt and no doubts. She wiggled her feet out of her shoes and let them drop to the floor. It felt right. Making love with Tyler Farrell was exactly what she wanted. A glimmer of a thought tried to pierce her consciousness,asking her how much more she wanted, but she refused to acknowledge the concern.
    A moment later she found herself enfolded in Ty’s arms. His mouth captured hers in an incendiary kiss, demanding from her yet giving everything all at the same time. She lost herself in his tantalizing touch and earth-moving kisses. Her ragged breathing matched the pounding of her heart. The heat flowed through her veins touching every part of her body.
    If his kisses were a portent of what making love with Ty would be like, then she knew she was about to experience something very profound and special. She welcomed his tongue as it twined with hers. She ran her hands across the bare skin of his back, his well-muscled torso rippling beneath her fingers.
    Her touch was so light that it almost tickled before fanning the flames of his desires. She was so exquisite, so breathtaking…so perfect. His chest heaved with his labored breathing. He ran his fingers through her hair as his kiss deepened, then he slipped his hands under her shirt. He wanted the barrier of her clothes out of the way. He craved the feel of her bare skin against his, to be able to touch her everywhere, to know every intimate place, to know what excited her. He wanted to both experience and share her pleasure.
    His hardened arousal strained against the front of his jeans. As much as he wanted to divest himself of the