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hoping to appeal to his mile-wide chivalrous streak.
    Alex shook his head.
    A lump of dread formed in her throat. The sheer power of his personality overwhelmed her. He was so sure of himself. His hands, she noticed irrelevantly, were warm and firm, just as they’d been in her dream.
    He pulled her closer.
    Katherine’s heart raced. Oh, no. Not on the beach. Not when she felt weak and confused.
    Not tonight.
    Not any time.

Chapter Three
    It was inevitable, Katherine realized. She braced herself, stiffening her body, closing her eyes and tightly pursing her lips. Then she waited.
    For a moment nothing happened. His hands still held hers, his breath mingled with the night breeze against her cheek, and his body emanated heat and power, but he didn’t move any closer to her.
    Then he rubbed his lips across her cheek and chuckled next to her ear. The tickling vibration of his voice had her curling her head toward her shoulder. She opened her eyes and glared at him for laughing at her.
    â€œYou look like you’re preparing yourself for a vile-tasting medicine,” he said. “Am I so bad, chérie? ”
    â€œVery bad,” Katherine shot back. When she realized how tightly she clutched his hands, she struggled to release them.
    He ignored her struggles. “Ah, but how can you know when you haven’t learned my flavor?”
    â€œI don’t wa—”
    The rest of her words and breath were lost as his mouth came down on hers. She tried to purse her mouth again, but he sucked her lower lip and darted his tongue across her upper one.
    He gave her a moment’s respite, and she grabbed it as if it were a lifeline. “Cheater,” she hissed, breathless and angry because of it. “You’ve got my hands.”
    In an instant he released them, but before she could do anything, Al slid his hands through her hair, cradling her head. “It’s a sin to see a frown on such a beautiful mouth,” he chided in a velvet tone that sent shivers down her spine.
    â€œI’m sure you’re an expert on sin.”
    At his soft laughter she balled her fists and thought about bopping him on his hard head. Her ability to move, however, evaporated when he nibbled, then pressed his mouth against hers first one way, then another, and another, until she grew soft beneath him.
    He was sipping her like nectar. His tongue explored the tenderness just inside her lips. She felt like a rare delicacy he was savoring to the fullest. Her heart thundered against her chest, and she sighed, dropping her fists in mute surrender.
    One of his hands slid down her hair to her bare back, pressing her closer so that she felt the muscles of his chest, the tightness of his abdomen, the power of his thighs and the hard ridge between. And she knew he really wanted her. He wasn’t putting on an act that would end up making her feel foolish and humiliated.
    â€œTaste me, Katherine,” he murmured. His voice was needy, irresistibly needy.
    She couldn’t find the reserves to fight him. Rubbing her tongue against his, she tested the texture of his teeth and the roof of his mouth. He made a gruff, masculine sound of approval.
    Needing something to hold on to, she clung to his shoulders, her fingers squeezing restlessly. Her breasts were heavy, and she ached in secret places.
    As he mercilessly plundered her mouth, Katherine was lost to everything but him. She felt a clench deep inside her, increasing waves of sensation that threatened to drown her with their intensity.
    â€œOh, my God,” she moaned, tearing herself from his arms.
    Utterly and completely humiliated, she wrapped her arms around herself and turned away gasping for air. For God’s sake, what was wrong with her? All he’d done was kiss her.
    â€œKatherine,” he said, putting his hand on her shoulder.
    She jerked away. “No! Don’t touch. Don’t talk. Just leave me alone.” She heard the huskiness in both