Miss Debenham's Secret: A Husband Hunters Club Book - Plot & Excerpts
It seemed so natural he should kiss her and that she should kiss him back. She could taste salt on his skin and the lemonade she had brought for their picnic; her arms went around his neck of their own accord and the kiss deepened.She liked the way his tongue moistened her bottom lip and then dipped inside her mouth as if he were enjoying her taste. She allowed herself to copy him and an ache started in her chest, a tingle of warmth that made her suddenly languid and sensuous.Was this what it meant to love a man? To give oneself to him?He’d lain her down upon the sand now and she saw him silhouetted above her against the sunny blue sky. “Tell me to stop,” he said, but she didn’t think he expected her to do that and nor did she intend to. Alistair was the best thing that had ever happened to her and she wasn’t about to tell him to stop.He was heavy, although she was sure he wasn’t pressing his entire weight onto her, but just enough for her to feel the hard muscles of his chest beneath his jacket and the silver buttons.
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