The Earl's Intimate Error by Susan Gee Heino Page B

was no need for more words after that. She was already snuggled against him, her lips primed and ready, so he took full advantage of it. If it were possible, he seemed to be kissing her with even more tenderness, more fervor than he had been before. His touch was not only tantalizing and hot, it was now possessive and sure. He’d been promised she was his, no matter who interrupted them now. He kissed her like a man devouring his favorite meal.
    Apparently they had remarkably similar tastes. She devoured him right back and reveled in his passion, knowing it was only for her.
    This was nothing like nuzzling a horse.