Wanted by Her Lost Love

ack of his head, holding him in place as she silentlybegged for more.He pulled at her nipple, drawing his head backuntil the taut nub came free of his mouth. Then helifted his gaze to meet hers and butterflies scuttledaround her belly when she saw the look in his eyes.“I want to make love to you, Kell. I need you somuch. But I won’t do this if it’s only going to makethings worse. You have to want this as much as I do.”“I want it more,” she said hoarsely. And that wasthe truth. She’d always wanted him more. Cravedhim. Missed him when he wasn’t with her.Seeing him now, having him over her, his mouthon her, brought back those memories—happiermemories—when things were perfect between them.But had they been? Ever? Really?She shook off the dark shadow that plagued herand reached up to caress his cheek.“I need you, too.”Fire exploded in his eyes. Satisfaction andtriumph glittered brightly as he swept down to claimher mouth again.When he finally pulled back, he eased to the sideand gathered her in his arms, holding her as if she