The Highlander's Dare by Eliza Knight

The Highlander's Dare by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight [Knight, Eliza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Knight Media, LLC


Clara couldn’t speak. His words echoed in her mind over and over again. All I can do is think of kissing… And she wanted to shout, “Me too,” and “Do not stop.” But her throat wasn’t working, and she couldn’t form words. She reached out a dozen times to pull him back against her, each time letting her hand drop back down. They were both panting, the heat of their breath, their want, filling the tiny space until she was certain it was going to steal away any capacity she had left to think.

Was it possible that Graham felt the way she did? That he wanted her for much more than friends? That he was battling the same internal voices that told him to kiss her and to run away at the same time? Because she couldn’t decipher which voice was louder. Clara knew what she wanted, and it warred in stark contrast with what she should do.

Doing what she wanted was a new concept she’d started in England—started with Graham. For getting rid of Baston as her betrothed was what she wanted. And she also wanted to kiss Graham until the sun came up. Perhaps now she could keep indulging in the latter as if England were a hotbed of claiming her own desires. Making memories that she could take back with her to Normandy.

With those thoughts in mind, she reached forward, gripping his tunic and tugging him back to her. Graham let out a low groan as their bodies collided, their mouths crashing together in delicious relief. Before, his kiss had been enough to make her shiver, but now it made her toes curl. His hands at her waist rose up until he was cupping her breasts, and instantly her nipples hardened, a shiver of potent pleasure coursing through her veins. Clara arched her back, wanting more of his touch, and moaning when his thumbs brushed over the taut peaks.

Goodness, was it supposed to feel so… good? Nipples were supposed to be functional. Women had them to feed their children, yet right now they seemed for an entirely different purpose no one had ever told her about. Rapture…

Graham stroked her until she could barely breathe. Even concentrating on his kiss was difficult, and her head fell back, a heady gasp escaped her lips. He kissed her neck, slid his tongue along the column of her throat, dipping the tip into the little hollow at the base.

Clara shoved her fingers into his hair, pushed and tugged at the same time. He kissed his way over her chest, the heat of his breath going through the fabric of her gown near her breast. Was he going to…? Oh, he did. His mouth clamped over her nipple, and she wanted to tear away her gown to give in to the feel of his wicked tongue on her bare skin.

He slid back up her body, mouth on hers, and a rigid part of him pressed against the crux of her thighs. Clara’s desire ramped up, and she felt her hips push forward, wanting more of that breathtaking hardness.



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