Harlequin Novel 2011

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Gone but not forgotten. RIP
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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 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 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 is 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
 
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