“All his liaisons had been with experienced women who’d offered their favors. But Fiona was a fascinating combination of innocence and boldness, a sexual creature who knew nothing of her sexuality. With her, he could be the leader. Briefly, Neville debated the wisdom of what he did, but he’d argued the point long and hard for days. He wouldn’t change his mind now that he had Fiona exactly where he’d imagined her. The fragrance of her skin tantalized, the moist heat of her tongue intoxicated, and... the lithe pressure of her body fueled his intent. He would have her here, now, before she could panic and pull one of the disappearing tricks for which she was so famous. Once she learned how good it could be between them, she would accept the inevitable. Lifting her, he carried her to a chaise longue beneath the bower of orchids. Fear flickered in her eyes as her head fell back against the pillows, but he kissed it away. She responded to his touch so easily, he felt as if he could do anything—move mountains, swim seas, reach the stars.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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