Harlequin novel, version 2011
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He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into
A room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He
Approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice
Close to my ear.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands
Start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves,
Slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so
experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a
slight shudder and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding.
I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage and then, as he
cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my
shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and
expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man
not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he
wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . .
"Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."
A room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He
Approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice
Close to my ear.
"Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands
Start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves,
Slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so
experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a
slight shudder and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding.
I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage and then, as he
cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply.
Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my
shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and
expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man
not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he
wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . .
"Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."
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