A thief in love? Sebastian St. Croix fools himself into believing he can resist the charms of Darcelle Lebeau. When his control snaps passion takes over.
Here’s a taste:
Her tongue swept her lips, and his control broke. With an efficiency of effort he stripped his clothes, took her feet in his palms, and levered her legs up to her chest. He straddled the end of the bench seat, snugging his erection tight against her core. Bathed in the heat of both their bodies, he lowered his mouth to hers, renewing their kiss. The gentleness he’d first used with her was gone. The rampant need inside him to possess her, to claim this woman he had desired for over a year, was a violent force driving him to wild abandon.