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From her position above hih hi her breasts, he kneaded the pliant flesh, scraping his thumbs over the sensitive pearls that had hardened with his touch

Snaking his ar her in place, he sat up and captured her h he’d never kissed her before She scraped her fingers into his hair, careful of his fresh wound His chest brushed against her breasts, titillating, increasing her pleasure Therose up around the to each other as sensations tore through them Spots of color danced behind her eyelids When she opened her eyes, it was to see his taut jaw, his fiery gaze She kissed his forehead, his chin He sank back onto the pillows and she collapsed on top of hiht it likely that she would never ain

Stretched out, one arm behind his head, Tristan watched as Anne wandered his quarters, picking up ite hi, she’d donned his shirt He enjoyed the way it left so s that had squeezed his hips and thighs as she’d carried hi s when you were here before?"

With slulanced over at him "I looked but I didn’t touch"

He arched a brow in disbelief "You didn’t touch anything?"

"It felt as though it would be invading your privacy"

"And it doesn’t see about you"

"Didn’t you get enough with your infernal questions last night?"

"I suspect a lifetih," she said distractedly, lifting the lopsided globe froine all the questions he’d ask her He still didn’t knoho had given her that first kiss He hadn’t asked because if it wasn’t her betrothed he ht have to kill the fellow

"Did you make this?" she asked "Was it to commemorate your travels?"

"Yes No"

She jerked her head toward him "Pardon?"

"You asked two questions I answered the difficult"

"Colobe, why you’re not hed Had he ever met a more stubborn woman? "I made it for my brother He seems to collect theer brother"