One Night of Scandal (Avon Historical Romance) by Medeiros Teresa

Author:Medeiros, Teresa [Medeiros, Teresa]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2009-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

She stood at the very edge of the cliff, gazing down into the churning cauldron of the sea. Wave after wave crashed against the jagged rocks below, flinging sprays of spume high into the air. A cool cloud of mist rose to envelop her, clinging to her skin and molding the gossamer silk of her nightdress to her breasts and thighs. Although she shivered, she did not retreat. She’d dreamed of such unbridled wildness all of her life. While one part of her longed to escape the dark and windy night, another part of her yearned to throw her arms wide and welcome it, to give herself over to its all-encompassing embrace.

She slowly turned. He was there, just as she knew he would be, a darker shadow against the inky blackness of the sky. As he reached for her, she took one step closer to the edge of the cliff. But they both knew she would not flee. She could resist him no more than the tides could resist the relentless tug of the moon. Melting into his arms, she turned her face up to receive his kiss.

He took her mouth, softly and tenderly at first, then wild and rough, his tongue plundering its eager sweetness. She clung to him, returning his ardor with desperate abandon, knowing it would never be enough until every inch of their flesh was joined, until she surrendered to his will and took him deep inside of her. She ached everywhere he touched—her lips, her breasts, the hot, damp flesh between her thighs. Once he might have been content knowing he possessed both her body and her heart, but tonight his kiss demanded no less than her soul.

The wind grew even wilder, seeking to wrest her from his arms. But she knew she had nothing to fear, for he would never let her go. At least that’s what she believed until he tore his mouth away from hers and gave her a gentle shove. As she teetered there on the edge of that precipice, her arms still reaching for him, the last thing she saw was his face—both beautiful and chilling in its utter absence of regret.

Then she was falling, falling, falling into a vast abyss of nothingness, her own anguished scream echoing in her ears.

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