Читать книгу Inherited by Her Enemy - Сара Крейвен, Sara Craven - Страница 2
Оглавление‘So,’ he said. ‘The polite little girl has spirit. And what else, I wonder?’
Andre jerked her forward, his other arm going round her, pulling her against him, and as her lips parted in furious protest his mouth came down hard on hers.
Ginny couldn't struggle, or cry out. She could scarcely breathe. He was holding her too closely, her hands trapped between their bodies. Nor could she resist the practised movement of his lips on hers, or the slow, sensual exploration of his tongue as he invaded the innocence of her mouth, tasting her sweetness. Drinking from her. Draining her as she swayed in his arms, her mind reeling from the shock of it. And yet—in some incalculable way—not wanting it to stop …
