Stephanie Laurens by Melting Ice

Stephanie Laurens by Melting Ice

Author:Melting Ice [Ice, Melting]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-12-03T10:18:57+00:00


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When his lips closed over hers again, Fiona fought down a shivery sigh. It was surprisingly easy to sink into his arms, into his kissthen again, she'd lcng ago given up physically fighting Dyan. He was too strong; right now, she reveled in that strength, discovered a whole new aspect of the characteristic as he drew her deeper. Deeper into his arms, until they locked, steel bands, about her; deeper into his kiss, so that she forgot where she was, forgot who she was, forgot everything beyond the subtle pressure of his lips, the artful caress of his tongue as it swept her lower lip.

She had no idea why she parted her lips; it simply seemed the right thing to do. When he surged within, she stilled, then quivered as excitement gripped her. He slowed, but his languid possession never faltered; deep inside her, embers glowed. Caught in the game, she tentatively returned the caressand felt, unmistakably, the rush of desire that surged through him.

Muscles that were already hard became harder; he shifted, turning and drawing her down beside him, so they were locked together in the chair, breast to chest, his hips to her thighs. Fiona wasn't about to protest. This time, she wasn't going to ask him if he loved her. This time, she wriggled her arms free, twined them about his neck and kissed him back with a fervor no wanton scullery maid could possibly command.

Dyan took all she had to give, drank it inwallowed in the heady taste of her. Her flagrant encouragement prompted him to deepen the kiss; a minute later, he swept one hand up her side, then closed it gently over her breast. And felt the jolt of passion that rocked her, heard her soft moan. Her nipple hardened to a pebble against his palm; he felt confident in interpreting that, too, as incitement.

So he stroked, and fondled.

She responded with an ardency that nearly stole his mind.

His fingers were drifting to the closures of her gown, eager to release her abundant charms to all his senses, before he recalled precisely where they were. Although he'd swung her around so she was shielded from the room by his bodyand the room was shielded from herHarriet's drawing room was no place for a seduction.

At least, not this seduction.

Intent on removing to a place of greater privacy, he drew back.

At precisely that instant Harriet's unrestrained shriek lanced through the room.

It startled them both. He, however, recognizing the tone, knew better than to look. Unfortunately, before he could stop her, Fiona, eyes wide, peeked over his shoulder.

Her jaw dropped; her eyes grew even widerthen wider still. Glued to the spectacle, she tried to speakbut no words came out.

Reluctantly, Dyan glanced over his shoulder; it was, if anything, even worse than he'd expected. With a not-so-muffled curse, he shoved the ottoman aside, stood, then scooped Fiona up into his arms.

She clung to him readily, twining her arms about his neck. She was still too shocked to speak, her face Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.



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