In Lust With Her Father's Friend
“If you have any sense you would run away from me as fast as you possibly could,” Dougal Wilde said, his voice betraying some new emotions I couldn’t pinpoint.
I looked at him through my lashes, and gently touched his cheek. “I do not think I want to take a single step away from you,” I whispered.
He flinched at the touch of my finger. His eyes narrowed, the first indication of letting me know I was winning this war already. “Just as well. I am suddenly not in the mood to let you escape from me.”
He lowered his head and his mouth moved on mine with astonishing tenderness, easing apart my lips until I obeyed the silent command. His lips surged into my warmth with stunning intimacy. I moaned softly and sagged against him.
Never had a man kissed me in this manner.
I shivered as he lifted me up against his chest.
“Kiss me.” He ordered in a deep, dark voice that sent a delicious chill down my spine.
Without stopping to think, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I moaned and sagged against him, my lips taking his in a soft whisper, lashing unto his tongue to suckle.
“You little…” a groan was what ended his little speech. His hands found the strap of one end of my dress and pulled it down my arm, exposing my breast and pink little nipple.
“So perfect.” He moaned. Without warning, he reached down and latched unto the nipple.
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Natasha found herself falling for a man who is her father's friend and business partner. She knew she ought to run and never look back, but there was something in the way he looked at her that made her want to fall into sin with him.