The Princess And The Duke (2002) - Plot & Excerpts
He tasted of Pierce. He tasted right. Just exactly right. And when he pulled away, sucking in a harsh breath, she was dimly aware that the moaning little sound of dismay had come from her. He tucked her head in the curve between his shoulder and neck that seemed as though it had been designed strictly with her in mind, and she felt his heart beating hard through the soft fabric of his shirt. It matched hers beat for racing beat. “I knew this was a bad idea,” he muttered, his lips burning along her temple. “No.” She twisted, trying to find his lips, and when he evaded her, she pressed her mouth against his neck. Tasted the pulse throbbing at the base. “It’s good,” she murmured against him. “Very, very good.” Her lips nibbled the sharp blade of his jaw, the small dent in his chin. Whispered over his lips, sighed his name when, with a husky oath, he covered her mouth with his, surrounding her with his arms, pulling her tight against him. Her senses simply exploded. Then it was only racing hands and marauding kisses.
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