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Darci could feel the heat creeping into her body as the intimacy in Luc Gambrelli’s voice moved across and into her She are of the way her breasts had swelled, their nipples hard and tingling, of the heat hs

Not exactly what she had planned to happen when she’d decided to call this man’s bluff!

‘And while I a you,’ Luc Gambrelli continued in that low, sensuous voice, ‘I would like to thread ers into your beautiful hair, to feel its silky softness, to tangle it about ers as we deepen the kiss And then I would like to release one of my hands to run the zip of your dress slowly down your spine, touching you as I do so, caressing the sown to drop to the floor Underneath the gown you would be wearing nothing but a pair of silk panties—black, I think,’ he added, as he looked over her with slow consideration, ‘and sheer flesh-coloured stockings—’

‘Are you trying to shockher inner discouessed exactly what she was—or rather, wasn’t!—wearing beneath her gown

No doubt, experienced lover that he was, Luc Ga a woed hardly

‘A with a devilish humour

So else Darci hadn’t been prepared for…

She had expected Luc Ga as sin And he was

She had expected hiant And he was most definitely that

But what she hadn’t expected was that he would also have a wicked—and very appealing—sense of humour!

‘Not in the least,’ she assured hine

‘Good—because I haven’t got to the best part yet,’ hein those dark eyes ‘Once I had you out of your dress I would kneel at your feet, paying houe on the way down, and then I would slowly slide off your silk panties—’