I enjoyed this book. The hero and heroine both like bondage. The historical details are in the background, a few mentions of dresses and parties and valets. I liked how they talked to each other and actually worked out their issues like adults.Negatives: There was a threat to the heroine. The her...
Marguerite stood with Felicity before the door of the dainty townhouse. Could a townhouse be dainty? The windows were narrow, but in proportion with the home’s lean lines. It was a home. That was a strange thought, but still it was true. Violet, Lady Carrington lived in a home. Even before the do...
Wulf remembered the feel of that hair, smoother, sleeker than any he’d known, twisting about him with a life of its own, creating a private world just for their dreams. Dreams that were long dead. He studied her as she drew her shoulders back and li...
He leaned unsteadily against a willow overhanging the carefully graded pool. The golden carp swam lazily in ever widening circles. He tracked one as it swished through the water, slow and languid under the hot noon sun. After being rebuffed by Lady Julia and betrayed by hi...
The dainty-heeled slippers might be fashionable, but even though she’d worn them only to walk about the house Ruby knew she had the beginnings of blisters on her stinging toes. Placing her cup of tea down, she eased herself onto the chaise longue and slid her feet from the shoes. Deep purple sati...
Angela sat between Lord Peter and Mr. Wilkes—both young enough, both eligible, both of reasonable countenance—and was bored silly. No, that was not fair to either of the gentlemen. They were both perfectly pleasant. She just found every demand on her attention trying. She didn’t want to discuss c...
Her beauty. Her passion. Her joy.When he’d felt her come apart beneath him, felt her wonder, he’d almost lost it himself. Now he could contain himself no more. It was all he could do not to come as an untried lad simply from looking at the beauty that was Bliss. He dropped his trousers with undo ...
He had managed not to burp or slur his words, although it may have been a trifle too clear that his attention had wandered during the discussion of the season and what the best time to be seen in the park was. It had been all he could do not to yawn when Anne’s brother, Mr. Williams, had spent tw...
One moment, her eyes were clouded with confusion, and the next, they sharpened with a cold, clear understanding. “I should have known. It all makes such sense now.” She spoke to herself, but there was no mistaking the edge of ire in her tone. He could see her mind go through the steps—Violet’s ma...
God. Oh God. Don’t let him stop. She couldn’t take it. It was too much. It was unbearable. She would die if he stopped. Still. Be still. Breathe in. Breathe out. If only he’d quit watching her. She couldn’t imagine the expressions that must be crossing her face. It was so unnerving. She wasn’t su...
His mind asked the question even as his body fought to ignore all but her tight sheath. Was she really asking about Maddie now? God, she was. He could see it in her eyes as easily as he could see the desire that burned there. Anger built within him, even now, that she coul...
Whenever he believed he had seen her at her best she surprised him. The more he came to know her, the more beautiful she became. He could not remember ever seeing a sunset as beautiful as her kiss-swollen lips and flushed cheeks—but it was those eyes, shining blue around deepest black, that moved...