Islands of Flowers by nora roberts

Author:nora roberts
Language: eng
Format: azw
ISBN: 9780373285938
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

in silence as he studied her face, wishi ng desperatel y she

knew what he was looki ng for, and if she possessed it. Dillon said

nothing, but placed his hands on her hips, drawing her a step

closer. Their thighs brushed. His gri p was firm, and all the while his

eyes kept hers a prisoner.

“Kiss me,” he said simply. She shook her head in quick protest,

unable to look or break away. “Laine, I sai d kiss me.” Dillon

pressed her hips closer, moldi ng her shape to his. His eyes were

demanding, his mouth tempting. Tentati vel y, she lifted her arms,

letting her hands rest on his shoulders as she rose to her toes. Her

eyes remained o pen and locked on his as their faces drew nearer, as

their breaths began to mingle. Softl y, she touched her lips to his.

He waited u ntil her mouth lost its shyness and became mo bile

on his, waited until her arms found their way around his neck to urge

hi m closer. He increased the pressure, dr awi ng out her si gh as he slid

his hands under her blouse to the smooth skin of her back.

His explorations were slow and achingl y gentle. The hands that

caressed her tau ght rather than demanded. Murmuring his name

against the taste of his mouth, Lai ne strai ned agai nst him, wanting

him, needing him. The swift heat of passion was all- consu ming.

Her lips seemed to learn more quickl y than her brain. They

began to seek and demand pleasures she could not yet understand.

The rest of t he world faded like a whisper. At that mo ment, there

was not hing in her lif e but Dillon and her need for him.

He drew her away. Neit her spoke, each stari ng into t he

other’s eyes as if to read a message not yet written. Dillon

brushed a stray curl from her cheek. “I’ d better take you home.”

“Dillon,” Laine began, completely at a loss as to what could be

said. Unable to continue, she closed her eyes on her own

inadequacy.

“Come on, Du chess, you’ve had a long day.” Dillon circled

her neck wit h his hand and massaged briefl y. “We’re not dealing on

equal footing at the mo ment, and I li ke to fi ght fair u

nder most circumstances.”

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“Fight?” Laine managed, stru ggling to keep her eyes o pen

and steady on his. “Is that what t his is, Dillo n? A fight?”

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“The oldest kind,” he returned with a small lift to his mouth. His

smile

faded before it was trul y formed, and suddenl y his hand was fir m

on her

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