Heart of the Tiger by Lindsay Mckenna

Author:Lindsay Mckenna [Mckenna, Lindsay]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, General, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373094349
Google: Xh4rlYP_3jwC
Amazon: 0373094345
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 1988-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

1 here wasn't time to categorize or savor the new warmth that reveled through Layne. From the instant she'd gotten up, an unsettling tension began to thrum through both of them. She had purposely worn a dark green tank top, a set of jeans that were probably older than the pair Matt was currently wearing and comfortable white sneakers. She'd tucked her hair into a chignon at the nape of her neck, leaving wispy bangs and tendrils at her temples to soften the severe effect.

Matt raised his head and stopped packing the camera lenses while he drank in the total effect. This morning there was a heart-wrenching shyness in Layne that endeared her even more to him. Her modest glance drew him from his duties, and he straightened, walking over to her. Wordlessly he opened his arms to her and she came to him. He uttered a soft groan of pleasure as she fitted beautifully next to him. Matt leaned down, inhaling the scent of her skin, burying himself in the warmth of her as Layne's arms slid around his neck, drawing him closer.

"You smell good enough to eat," he growled, finding her slender neck and kissing her slowly. "Mmm, you taste good, too," he added, running his tongue beneath her right earlobe. He felt her laugh and dodge away, holding him at arm's length, and he smiled, drowning in the life he saw in her gold-flecked eyes. "That's better," he coaxed, running his hands lightly across her shoulders. "You look absolutely ravishing when you smile."

Layne basked in the light of his love, giddy and incredibly happy. "You are an irrepressible little boy lurking in a man's body. Matt Talbot. Do you know that?" Her voice was husky with desire as his touch sparked another ache of longing through her.

Matt's eyes twinkled dangerously and he gently framed her face with his long, spare fingers. "Aren't sorry, are you?" he asked, suddenly sober.

Layne barely shook her head. "No, I'm not sorry about this morning. Matt," she said gravely. "Me, either."

Her eyes clouded with confusion and her lips parted as if to ask him a question. Matt leaned down, claiming her completely, drawing her back against his hardened body and pinning her hips against his to let her feel his arousal. "See what kind of an effect you have on me?" he goaded thickly, running his tongue gently across her lower lip.

Shakily, Layne opened her eyes, drowning in Matt's azure gaze. Her knees were wobbly with desire, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, and her nipples hardened beneath his hands as he skimmed her breasts in an intimate caress. She never wore a bra except at the university, but now she wished she had one. Every time she rested against Matt's hard flesh, the sensitive peaks tingled hotly from his touch. Mart's gaze trailed heatedly from her parted, glistening lips to the curve of her throat where the fiery opal rested, and then lower to her breasts. A smile of satisfaction lingered on his masculine mouth.

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