"Rebekah." It was a whispered groan as he bent toward her. Her eyes widened as he hauled her up against his hard chest, and kissed the breath out of her.
She pulled back, gasping for air. His lips sought hers again. She met him in return. The feel of his pliant lips against her was intoxicating. Fire slid to her belly. He kissed her eyes, her ears, her neck. My, how she liked it. She liked it too much and shouldn't.
"Matthew, I..." He covered her mouth with his own again, and sent her emotions soaring before she could speak. Her mind warring with the heart drumming in her chest, she lifted her hands, and ran her fingers through his ebony hair. His muscles contracted when she touched his neck. A tremor surged through her fingers and along her arms. She wanted the man, but he deserved far better. Didn't he?
The fiery warmth seeped further into her body no matter how she fought it. The feelings were present again. Feelings she longed for, but had no right to feel. Fear rose in her. She shook from the iciness of it. Her hands fell from the embrace.
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Books from Tina E. Pinson--
Touched By Mercy, In the Manor of the Ghost, When Shadows Fall, Shadowed Dreams
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