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“He reached out and drew his finger lightly from her ankle right up the curve of her calf. When his finger reached the crook of her knee, he stopped. Astonished to see it there. Silently, a little frantically, he considered excuses: An insect was crawling up your stocking, Susannah. I was checking to see if you were injured, Susannah. I was--- "Don't stop." It was her voice. Husky, abstracted. And the words roared like a brushfire over his senses.” — Julie Anne Long
He reached out and drew his finger lightly from her ankle right up the curve of her calf.
When his finger reached the crook of her knee, he stopped. Astonished to see it there.
Silently, a little frantically, he considered excuses: An insect was crawling up your stocking, Susannah. I was checking to see if you were injured, Susannah. I was---
"Don't stop." It was her voice. Husky, abstracted.
And the words roared like a brushfire over his senses.