As Amanda shook her head to indicate to Wilson that Jack was not her lover, which was in answer to the question he had asked, since her tears would not allow her utter a word, Wilson groaned deep in his throat. She heard that groan and shuddered. Then his mouth was on hers, hard, erotic and punishing as though he didn't care if he was hurting her.His hands still bruised her shoulders, the strength of his fingers possessive and ruthless but Amanda's response was as violent and overwhelming as the blind anger that drove him.Her lips moved under his, gentle and pleading with desire. She felt the quickening if his heart beneath her shocked fingers and wanted him, loved him too much to protest at his furious behaviour.As the kiss deepened, her hands slid up to his wife shoulders to tangle in the darkness of his hair, stroking greedily.Wilson shuddered, his anger dissolving in raw uncontrolled hunger.His own hands left her shoulders and pulled her body against his, both arms around her.
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