Their kiss deepened as his hands moved down her back, then
round her hips and slowly upwards again.
Her head went back and a small moan escaped her throat as
she surrendered to the delicious feel of his hands through the silky baby-doll
top.
“Not sure I can undo this clasp,” he muttered.
She loved his frown of concentration as he fumbled slightly
with the fastening, but once he’d managed to open it he slid the flimsy top off
her shoulders until it fell to the floor. All the time he was looking down at
her breasts.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he breathed.
'Fragrance of
Violets' is available from Whiskey Creek Press and Amazon.
If you'd like to find out more
about the Lake District, where most of this contemporary
romance of forgiveness and renewed love is set, do look back at my A-Z Blog
Challenge posts for April.
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