A Brief Excerpt:
He abruptly dropped his feet to the floor and sat forward, his gaze aimed so sharply at her that she jerked back.
“There’s a price for my services. It’s time for you to pay.”
Heat bloomed through Darcelle. What did he mean? Hadn’t she been
serving him this whole time?
He rose and moved to stand behind her, placing his dexterous
fingers on her shoulders and gently massaging her taut muscles. Head tipped to
the side, she succumbed to his ministrations even though she ought to resist.
Over the last year she’d dreamed of him seducing her, and now the man of her
most erotic fantasies was rubbing his hands over her. A tremor coursed through
her body.
He nuzzled soft lips against her check and whispered, “That’s
better.”
By Cailin Briste
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