Grace Felt the Heat by Kimberly Lang

Author:Kimberly Lang [Lang, Kimberly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance category, romance contemporary, romance, Kimberly Lang, Anna Cleary, Kelly Hunter, Ally Blake, When Honey Got Married, Anthology
ISBN: 9781622664870
Google: OzmSAgAAQBAJ
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Goodreads: 20517362
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2013-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

Grace wasn’t actually surprised. A kiss was the next step in the natural progression of events. Food, wine, dance—all the hallmarks of a seduction in progress. She’d had every inch of him pressed against her, and his body’s intent had been very clear. She’d let herself enjoy it—telling herself it was only a healing victory for her teenage self and the final proof of how far she’d come from Gracie Lee—but the truth that this was far more about what she wanted in the here and now had dawned on her a minute too late.

She wanted to blame the wine, but the truth was, she wanted that kiss, wanted to taste and feel more of this man, and when Beau lowered his head to hers, she’d met him halfway.

And then she couldn’t think at all.

The kiss sent a shock through her. While she’d pictured this moment, this kiss, a thousand times in her adolescent fantasies, the reality was…just more. Beau had been frozen in her mind at eighteen, but this was not the kiss of an eighteen-year-old boy.

His mouth was hot and hungry and instantly addictive, and the kiss slammed into her with a force that left her knees week and her blood singing in her veins. It was demanding without aggression, easily coaxing a response that had her body pressed against his, wanting more. Wanting it all.

As if he knew, the hands splayed across her back tightened, holding her steady, and the heat from those hands seared her skin like a brand. The gasp of shock turned to a hiss of pleasure as Beau’s lips moved to her neck, her collarbone, the sensitive skin of her throat. The warm softness of his lips soothed the rasp of his whisker stubble, and the mix of sensations left her sagging in his arms, struggling to stay upright.

Then the wall was against her back, supporting her. The weight and pressure of Beau’s hips and chest kept her there as his hands tangled in her hair. He was an assault on her senses—the heat from his body, the scents of Cajun spice and vanilla on his skin, the taste of wine on his tongue as it slid over hers like a wicked promise.

She was drowning in the sensations, and it was bliss. Oh, there was still a shred of her rational self shouting protests in a corner of her mind—You have to work tomorrow. With him. This is completely unprofessional. You barely know him. Remember how he humiliated you? Where’s your self-respect?—but they were all-too-easily ignored and dismissed by the feeling of his fingers digging into her hip, the labored sound of his breath, and the pounding of her pulse.

Why shouldn’t she take what she wanted? This was what she’d been working for—well, not this exactly, but this feeling. The recognition of how far she’d come from her past. A celebration of who she was now.

She silenced the voices, sliding her hands under the hem of Beau’s shirt. His skin was softer

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