669小说网

第17部分（第1页）

Pressing　her　cheek　against　Rosss　drumming　heart；　she　began　to　cry。　In　a

frightened　voice；　he　asked；　〃What；　princess？〃

〃Just　hold　me。　Hold　me　tight。〃

He　gathered　her　to　him　as　though　she　were　the　most　precious　thing　in　the

world；　and　held　her　while　she　cried。　She　couldnt　explain　why　she　did

it；　and　he　didnt　ask。　He　simply　held　her；　stroked　her　back；　whispered

sweet　nothings　of　fort　and　support　against　the　top　of　her　head。

Gradually　her　eyes　dried　and　her　pulse　grew　steadier。　〃Im　sorry。　I

dont　know　what　came　over　me。〃

〃How　do　you　feel　now？〃

〃Better。〃　She　took　a　last　jagged　breath　and　rubbed　her　cheek　against　his

chest。　〃Satisfied。〃　She　thought　about　that　and　finally　tipped　up　her

head。　〃I　actually　feel　great。　That　was　the　most　beautifull…〃　Her　words

died　when　her　throat　constricted　again。

Ross　turned　them　so　that　they　lay　on　their　sides；　facing　one　another。　He

traced　the　slim　lines　of　her　cheek　and　jaw；　then　ran　the　tips　of　his

fingers　down　her　neck　to　her　collarbone。

Chloe　felt　a　stirring　inside。　She　must　have　looked　startled；　because　he

laughed。

〃Didnt　think　you　could　feel　it　again　so　soon？〃　When　he　slid　a　leg

between　hers；　she　moved　against　it；　but　he　didnt　tease　her。　He　was

suddenly　serious。　〃It　was　beautiful；　princess。　Even　more　so　than　before。

Ive　lived　all　these　years　wondering　whether　I　had　imagined　it。　I　tried

for　it　over　and　over。　And　here；　in　one　shot；　youve　done　it　again；　and

more。〃

〃Not　me。　Us。〃　She　touched　him　lower。

He　gasped。　〃Youre　gonna　do　it　again；〃　he　said　and　kissed　her。

This　time　was　slower；　more　leisurely。　Ross　was　the　connoisseur；　showing

Chloe　how　to　tease　and　withhold；　playing　the　martyr　when　she　did。　She

took　delight　in　learning　the　nuances　of　holding；　caressing；　leading　him

to　the　brink；　staying　there；　and；　incredibly；　the　force　of　the　passion

was　even　greater。　This　time；　when　it　was　done；　there　were　no　tears。　Eyes

closed；　she　nestled　against　him；　replete　and　happy。　She　didnt　have　a

care　in　the　world。

Oblivious　to　the　steady　rain　that　beat　down　on　the　roof　of　the　house；

they　slept。　Their　twined　bodies　offered　warmth；　the　soft　rug　offered

fort。　It　was　nearly　four　in　the　morning　when　Ross　gently　woke　her。

〃Lets　go　upstairs；〃　he　whispered；　kissing　her　ear。

Groggy　and　disoriented；　she　reached　for　him。　〃What　is　it？〃

He　was　on　his　knees；　gathering　her　into　his　arms。　〃Nothing。　I　just　want