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352 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 15, 2015
His grip on his temper slipped. “Like hell we are. You spied on me and falsely accused me of murder. Then you instigated that kiss—�And then not picture this:
“What?� she said indignantly. “You’re the one who started it.�
“You licked your damned lip in invitation!�
“Yes, ram me with your big cock!� Moaning, Clara ground against him, meeting his thrusts. “I’m going to spend—� What would Miss Kent be like in her crisis? Would she beg for her release? More likely than not the little termagant would demand it. Well, if she was a good lass, he would give it to her. He saw her big brown eyes melting with desire, heard her breathless voice chanting his name as he drilled himself inside her snug sheath, deeper and deeper still, taking what was his, what she’d never given to any man before ...Very tastefully done...NOT!. Of course, Alaric is a tortured, wronged and overall completely misunderstood man. Have I also mentioned that he's a whiny, moany bitch, wallowing in self-pity for most of the book and treating everybody like shit? No? Well, now I have.
She blinked. “You were poisoned too? But you’re ... not dead.�Sigh!
She knew him well enough now to recognize the stillness of the predator the moment before the strike.And there I was laughing again. The second star was well earned!
Yet she couldn’t resist saying, “Pester you? I’m trying to communicate with you� that’s what people do when they’re courting. How will we know if we’re suited if we can’t carry on a normal conversation?�
“You want us to communicate?� She gave an emphatic nod. “Bend over my desk.�
“PDz?�
“I believe I was quite clear.� His eyes gleamed with challenge. “Face my desk and place your hands there. Do not move them unless I give you leave to do so.�