Quote by Jenna Petersen

“He dared to reach out, finally took the prize he'd been longing to claim. He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek, then cupped her chin to tilt her face up. For a moment, she let him hold her so close that her hot breath brushed his face, then with a start she stumbled away. "N-no. You shouldn't do that. I'm engaged to your brother." Her lips formed the words of protest, but her eyes told a different story. She liked his touch, liked his closeness. Deep inside, in places she'd been taught to ignore, she wanted him. A surge of triumph and rekindled desire caught Dominic off guard. He smiled as he edged closer again, thoroughly enjoying the hunt in a way he hadn't for a long time. "A married man can't be engaged, Kat." That made her turn and she steadied herself on the terrace wall when she realized how close he was. But she didn't step away. "You shouldn't call me that." Her voice trembled like her hands. "Why? I like it. It fits you." He edged even closer and touched her face a second time. This time she leaned into his palm with a small, almost imperceptible whimper. "But I promise I'll only call you Kat when we're alone. When we're in bed." Her lips parted with surprise. "We won't ever share a bed," she murmured, but the protest was weak, indeed. "No?" he whispered. With a slow dip of his head, Dominic captured her lips. Though she didn't pull back, she seemed frozen with shock and didn't respond immediately either. But that was just part of the challenge. Gently, Dominic nibbled her lower lip, tasting the sweet honey of her skin until she opened her mouth to him with a gasp. He took the access she granted and tasted her. He continued to be gentle, exploring rather than plundering. There would be time to ravage and pillage later. Finally, with a moan that came from deep within her, Katherine slid her hands up to clutch his arms and tentatively returned his kiss. The reaction sent a rush of longing through him that it nearly unmanned him. The control he'd been so carefully practicing suddenly fled.”

Quote by Jenna Petersen