Harlequin Romance Novel 2011
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room - his room. Then he quietly shut door and we were alone.
He approached me soundlessly, from behind - and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear. "Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles - gently probing and moving upward along my calves - slowly, but steadily.
My breath caught in my throat.I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder and partly closed my eyes.
My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands - I inhaled sharply. Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted - he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man - I felt oddly
trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought is a man used to taking charge.
A man not used to taking 'no' for an answer.
A man who would tell me what he wanted.
A man who would look into my soul and say .....
"Okay ma'am - you can board your flight now."
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