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Excerpt Alone together The meeting of lips—the strange softness of skin, the exquisite heat, the alarming dampness that promised something more. Victoria had almost forgotten the bitter sweetness of it, the mingled hunger and completion that electrified every sense. Raeburn’s lips hardened against her own, giving and taking at the same time. His arms wrapped around her, half lifting her from her feet. Someone moaned—and Victoria dazedly recognized her own voice. The coarseness of clothing was torture against her skin; it demanded release and the balm of another body against hers. Even as Raeburn’s lips caressed her mouth and throat, even as he drew her ever harder against him—even then, she was alone. Alone as she had been for fifteen years. But now, for once, for just one night or even one hour, she didn’t want to be alone anymore.... |
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