Sexy snippet: from The Veiled Heart.
The back of the bench hit her bonnet and tilted it forward. She went to right it but his hand was under her skirt. All thought stopped as it traveled slowly up her stockings, leisurely molding the shape of her calf. Fingers curled around the back of her knee. His palm stroked her inner thighs. Along with it traveled a combustible force.
Her hands grasped his jacket; they squeezed tight enough to press the fabric into new folds.
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