One hand caressed her breast. It took a moment to wake and then she relaxed and allowed Dillon to do as he wished. The moment he touched her, pleasure spiraled and in a matter of moments she was climaxing. Dillon didn’t wait for her to recover and was soon pressing himself into her. Emily opened,...
She knew better than to disturb him. It had been over a year since she had felt the sting of the willow switch but some memories were never forgotten. “Ladies do not race through the house,” he yelled. “Ladies do not run down the stairs.” His voice grew louder. “Ladies do not scream.” With each s...
The room smelled of lavender and roses and cleaner than his own home had been. However, he didn’t expect his wife to be missing. Sounds from the adjoining chamber drew him in that direction when he realized Sabrina was talking to herself. “Phoebe was completely wrong. Wine doesn’t help.” “What do...
She is vulnerable and had no idea what she was doing. The flame she set to smoldering was ready to ignite if he didn’t smoother it soon. Miss Cooper moaned and Matthew was lost. Her tongue hesitantly mated with his, and then became more bold. They were melded together in a heady kiss that Matthew...
McTavish worked at the ribbons. “You should just cut them,” her husband suggested. The woman’s head jerked up. “I will do no such thing.” Katrina sighed and squirmed. As much as she wished to have Timothy stuck to her side, there were more pressing needs and she was not about to let him join her...
She couldn’t understand the emotions rioting within her. She wasn’t being forced into a marriage. Stanwick accepted that she would return to Milan and continue acting. Why did she feel like a part of her just walked out the door? It was silly, of course. She sniffed and wiped a tear from her chee...
Far from it. She could still hear Jamie crying long after she had returned to her grandfather’s home. He was too young to understand why she should be gone so long, and so often, or that she wasn’t his mother. She needed to find a husband soon. Tonight, if at all possible. Who would have thought ...
I’ve kept the phone with me constantly in case the hospital tries to get a hold of me. How can I turn your love to me? It’s a strange number again. None of the telephone numbers have been the same and the messages are odd. Th...
Alec whispered. “Don’t scream.” Audrey’s fear melted away as she approached the window. Alec stood on a ladder. “What are you doing?” she asked. He pulled himself up, threw a leg over the edge and climbed into the room. “I don’t want to wait three weeks.” Alec grasped her hands in his and g...
He watched and waited as the students left and when no one else emerged from the building he ventured up the steps. Hopefully she would still be in the classroom and they could continue where they had left off yesterday. Before he reached the door it opened and Juliette st...
He was not without experience but with Elizabeth it was entirely new. Her moans and cries of pleasure drove him to the brink and over and it was an experience he would never forget. He lifted his head and kissed the top of hers that rested on his chest. Her small hand lay on his stomach. He cou...
How did he not know this bit of information? “Hardly,” Lady Lydell laughed. “Mr. Montgomery is the younger brother of Baron Shadley and named the farm after the title to anger his brother, who wished to distance himself from his father and brother’s passion for horses and racing.” Jordan glanced ...
All communications went through one of the other four friends who, for all appearances, stayed friends with the two men at odds. If Noah and Taylor saw each other in public, they ignored the other’s presence. Taylor spent his nights in the worst gaming hells London had to offer. If his cousins we...
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Louisa still sat alone at the table after Eleanor had taken her brothers inside. Louisa had been watching for Marston to emerge from the woods, but he hadn’t. It was the only path she knew of. Was he shooting again? Practicing so she wouldn’t beat him? Did he even have his gun? ...
I mutter to myself after overhearing two secretaries talking by the copy machine. I’ve had enough of reporters to last me a lifetime, especially after last week. Not that Ellen was interviewing me or anything like that. What she did was worse and I don’t care if I ever meet another reporter again...