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Looking up, she saw his face hovering close, its lean lines hazed in the swirl of shadows and the tangled strands of his dark hair Only his eyes caught the weak flicker of the lantern, and within their depths an amber fire suddenly flared to life

“Anna” Devlin dipped his head and now the sparks were dancing along the sinuous curl of his mouth

Oh, that mouth

Mesue to his lower lip

“You,” he rasped, “have been transforhland sorcery into a temptress too powerful to resist”

“It’s no sorcerer’s spell,” answered Anna “It’s…”

It’s some far ht aloud

“It’s soive it a name”

“Whatever it is,” responded Devlin, “it’s as intoxicating as Scottish whisky”

The sliver of space between theues teased and twined, sending a sudden rush of liquid heat coursing down to her feminine core

A gasp, a shudder Devlin seemed to need no words to understand He covered her body with his, lithe s parted, allowing his ainst her feminine folds

Fire on fire Igniting a burning need

Looping her arms around his neck, Anna whispered—she knew not what—in his ear A cacophony of feelings were echoing in her head, but only tords rose above the din

Need Want Need Want

She had teased tantalizingly close to the flames before This time, she wished for them to consume her