In the aftermath, he held her against his naked chest and stroked her hair. “Come with me tomorrow,” he said. Sherona blinked open her eyes from her satiated doze. He touched the side of her face, prompting her to look up at him. The sunlight was tu...
The thought occurred to Francesca that he reminded her of a man feasting madly the night before he was forced into a barren imprisonment, but then she quickly shoved aside the thought, finding it unbearable to consider for long. When they went down to breakfast the next mo...
So much had changed since she’d first peered into his world. Yet that feeling of anxious excitement as she entered the hushed penthouse with Ian just behind her was all too familiar. “This way,” he said, his hoarse, quiet voice like gentle knuckles caressing the back of he...
being checked by Mrs. Hanson. “Roast beef and vegetables and Yorkshire pudding,” Mrs. Hanson said with an impish grin when Elise leaned over the roasting pan and inhaled deeply of the delicious aroma. “I was expecting something much more chic, given...
“Ouch.” “Je suis désolé,” she heard Lucien apologize huskily behind her. He touched her buttocks, his palm warmed from her spankings. Her breath hitched. “It will take me a time or two to learn what you can tolerate . . . what you need.” ...
He’d been a little amazed to see all of Sophie’s preparations for their dinner, and he wanted to make sure his small part in making the meal matched up to Sophie’s efforts.The woman really didn’t do anything halfway, he thought as he glanced at the vibrant colors of sunset she’d painted on the ca...
Genny had been shivering uncontrollably by the time they had returned. The rosy bloom that had been in her cheeks when they’d left the penthouse had entirely faded, leaving her wan and pale. He’d hustled her off to take a hot bath the second after they’d removed their coats. He’d just spoken to J...
