Christina Dodd Quote

I don't... we can't...His white teeth flashed in his tanned face, and he pulled her up against him so that she stood on her toes, so that her balance depended on him. I can't believe I've managed to wait so long.What did he mean, so long? They'd met only two days ago.Then she saw his expression as he lowered his head to hers, and she realized that for this man, two days of restraint were an eternity. The man saw what he wanted and he went after it- and he wanted her.Her eyes closed as his lips touched hers. Close-mouthed, gentle, seeking.She tried to pretend this wasn't happening. Madeline didn't want him and wouldn't wed him, yet it wasn't right for Eleanor to kiss her cousin's fiancé.But the crackle of hay beneath her feet and the scent of the horses gave this moment an unrelenting reality. The buttons on Mr. Knight's jacket dug into her sternum. His arms handled her with an expertise that bespoke familiarity in handling an unwilling woman, and he kissed... like a beast of sensual powers.His lips were silky soft, skilled in the art of love, giving pleasure with the lightest touch. He barely brushed her lips, yet she found herself lifting her face, seeking his touch like a flower follows the sun.

Christina Dodd

I don't... we can't...His white teeth flashed in his tanned face, and he pulled her up against him so that she stood on her toes, so that her balance depended on him. I can't believe I've managed to wait so long.What did he mean, so long? They'd met only two days ago.Then she saw his expression as he lowered his head to hers, and she realized that for this man, two days of restraint were an eternity. The man saw what he wanted and he went after it- and he wanted her.Her eyes closed as his lips touched hers. Close-mouthed, gentle, seeking.She tried to pretend this wasn't happening. Madeline didn't want him and wouldn't wed him, yet it wasn't right for Eleanor to kiss her cousin's fiancé.But the crackle of hay beneath her feet and the scent of the horses gave this moment an unrelenting reality. The buttons on Mr. Knight's jacket dug into her sternum. His arms handled her with an expertise that bespoke familiarity in handling an unwilling woman, and he kissed... like a beast of sensual powers.His lips were silky soft, skilled in the art of love, giving pleasure with the lightest touch. He barely brushed her lips, yet she found herself lifting her face, seeking his touch like a flower follows the sun.

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About Christina Dodd

Christina Dodd (born July 14, ?) is the best-selling American author of suspense and regency historical romance. She is a recipient of the RITA Award.