Nicole Jordan - Hugs From Velvet
Passions disconcerting ... From the moment he saw her at the entrance to his bedroom, heard that Dominic Carringdon Brie Serrault was the kind of man used to take what they want. His gray eyes glittered like bits of ice while walking through her body barely covered, and when stroked, their flesh burned innocent contact with lewd fire. Brie moaned with pleasure ... but then you turn away with shaking hands. I could not deny a haven to the cold storm that hit that night ... But their hospitality did not extend to the privacy of your bed! Wish
undeniable ... While watching Dominic
the tantalizing beauty that she was barefoot and with eyes wide before him, smiled in anticipation. No respectable woman would spend the night alone in a desert refuge ... Surely it was the concubine of a wealthy man waiting for her lover who had fallen behind by the blizzard.
Well, he would see that he was not alone in that dark night. I could easily imagine lying before the fire, with its glorious red curls spread like a carpet of lush liquid flames and eager arms to welcome in the warmth of his embrace of velvet.
* Thanks to the translators and other groups for their work! = D
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