LANA AND THE LAIRD
Coming May 31
Coming May 31
by Sabrina York
There
was something about the cloak of night, the refreshing scent of the sea, the
fragrance of her perfume, the way her hair riffled in the breeze. Or maybe it
was his churning need to wipe the memory of his father’s visit from his mind,
or the suddenly clawing desire to be a man he could never be . . . but Lachlan had to kiss her.
Everything in him ached for it.
And
so he did.
Though
it was foolish and injudicious and wildly inappropriate of him, he did.
He
leaned closer, slowly so as not to startle her, threaded his fingers in the
silk of her hair, cupped her nape, and set his lips on hers.
It
was sublime. She was warm and willing. Her mouth was mobile beneath his as she
explored him as gently as he explored her.
Excitement
welled, desire roared.
She
made a sound, a murmur, a moan, and it incited him to further madness. He
deepened the kiss, pulled her closer, eased his tongue into the cavern of her
mouth. A shudder racked him as she pressed closer. Her breasts, tender and
soft, pressed into his chest. His mind spun. His body shook. Need possessed
him.
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