“The sensation was wildly disorienting, unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life. His touch was, she thought fleetingly, exactly as she had dreamed it would be, a riot of color for her senses. The snifter in her hand trembled and then it was gone as Croft removed it from her fingers without lifting his mouth from hers. When both of his hands closed around her she caught her breath. His warmth and strength reached out to capture her and pull her into a glittering trap. All the fascina...tion, the physical awareness and the deep, underlying compulsion to know Croft that had been unsettling her for the past two days swamped her now. She knew he was aware of her reaction. It made her feel vulnerable, and for a moment some of her wariness returned to initiate a losing struggle against the inevitable. Croft's hands tightened on her. "You want me," he said, his mouth brushing her own. "I've seen it in your eyes. You can't hide it from me. Your eyes are as clear as a watercolor to me. And I want you.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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