The words were a red rag to the bull of his sexual desire. He fell on her again and thrust ever deeper, but slower now and watching her intently as he did so, gauging her response to his every move. If Melissa could read emotions and repressed memories like a mystic, this was Jason's forte; he could tell unerringly what a woman wanted, what she desperately needed. He rolled them over together and then positioned her on top of him, gazing into her eyes all the time, watching her excitement grow. He knew she wanted to be there, looking down at him for the next wild orgasm. He smiled as...