Chapter 10

Large hands looped around her waist and urged her to fit closely to the cradle of his lean hips. Long fingers spanned the swell of her hips and dipped low to the base of her spine.

Automatically, her hands found his forearms. Hair roughened flesh warmed her fingertips. She tilted her head back to look up at his tanned face. His eyes gleamed down at her as his fingers etched a heated trail up her backbone. One big hand slid beneath her long, tumbled curls to encircle her slender neck. A calloused thumb rested momentarily on the throbbing pulse in her throat.

“Hello, beautiful,” he said softly. “Here we are… Again.”

She smiled, “Here we are,” acutely aware of the heat of his body. Somewhere her brain questioned the audacity of her lips and her vanishing inhibitions as her palms sought and found the width of his shoulders.

He guided her into an intricate dance routine. When she followed him easily, he said, “I was right. You move like liquid silk.”

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