Abandoned with
an infant child, Cora Lane struggles with managing a farm and ranch
on her own. The last thing she wants or needs is to get tangled up
with another man who will probably just leave when he tires of her.
No, it's better to be alone.
Cora doesn't believe she is worthy of love, Thomas can't stop wanting her. Things are about to get complicated.
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Throwing caution out
the window, Thomas reached for her, framed her face with his hands
and pulled her to him, eyes fixed on her lips. He wanted nothing more
than to kiss her, and dammit, he was going to do just that. An urge
beyond his control took over and the moment before their lips met, he
let every reservation fall.
Her darkened gaze
stayed on his, her mouth opening under his in a soft kiss that he
felt all the way down to the pit of his belly.
Cora’s hands
clutched at the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer. The
sensations tore through him. The feel of her soft body molded against
his, every touch of her lips, the light suckling of his tongue was
like tasting heaven. Thomas let out a groan, slid his hands behind
her head, and thread his fingers into her hair.
She was soft in all
the right places, the perfect counter to his harder frame. Time stood
still as his lips and mouth devoured every bit of hers and she in
return savored him. This, oh God yes, this is what a kiss should be
like.
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