Dynasties: Summer in Savannah by Barbara McCauley

Author:Barbara McCauley
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Silhouette
Published: 2004-09-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Kelly didn’t even remember the walk home.

Her elegant, three-inch heels hardly touched the ground throughout the trip. Mike’s long legs made short work of the few blocks between the river and her house. Like an aircraft carrier leading a dinghy, he towed her in his wake so quickly her hair flew out behind her like a dark red flag.

He didn’t stop until they were on her front porch, surrounded by ferns, and she was fumbling in her too-small purse for her house keys.

“What’s the holdup?” he muttered, his voice thick and rough with a need she recognized and shared.

She blew out a short breath. “I can’t find the darn keys.”

“It’s a small purse, how hard can it be?”

Pretty darn hard when your hands were shaking, and Mike’s big body was blocking the porch light—not to mention hovering close enough to make her blood boil and hum in her veins. Impatience screamed inside her as she pushed her compact, wallet and tin of mints aside.

“Got ’em!” She yanked them free of her purse and held them up like an Olympic champion holding her medal up for the world’s approval.

“Thank God,” Mike muttered, snatching them out of her hand. Turning quickly, he shoved the key home, unlocked the door, then threw it open. Reaching back, he grabbed Kelly’s hand and pulled her into the house behind him. Then he slammed the door shut again, flipped the dead bolt and leaned back against the door, yanking Kelly close.

“Can’t wait,” he murmured, bending his head to kiss her neck, the line of her jaw. “Not another damn minute.”

His desperation fed her own.

As if it needed any help.

“Me, too.”

His tongue traced a damp, hot line down the column of her throat, and Kelly gasped. “Oh, boy.”

“Oh, yeah.”

His breath dusted her skin, caressed her in a soft, barely there sort of way that teased as it seduced. His hands slid up and down her spine, feeling for the zipper at the back of her dress, and Kelly squirmed against the rock-solid wall of his chest, willing him to hurry up and find it already.

He did, an instant later. The silky sound of the zipper sliding free invaded her senses almost as much as the feel of the icy, air-conditioned air touching her bare skin. Then he touched her, skimming his palms up and down her bare back, and Kelly closed her eyes, giving herself up to the wealth of sensations coursing through her.

His work-roughened hands scraped against her flesh, awakening every cell in her body. She leaned in closer still, wanting more, wanting everything. He shifted his kisses, moving back up her throat to her cheeks, her eyelids, the tip of her nose and then, at last, her mouth.

He took her lips, pushing past them with a wicked swipe of his tongue that stole what was left of her breath. Her mind shut down. At least, she was pretty sure that was the reason she was suddenly blind to everything but this man’s hands on her body.

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