Ride The Wind (Vincente 3)

His voice was deep and resounded through her
consciousness. "1 have wanted this for so long." He untied
the rope that held her trousers up and pushed them over her
hips. "1 want to feel all of you."

Her words came out in a breathless sigh. "Oh, Reese, 1
didn't think you even liked me."

"Like you?" he breathed, touching his lips to the shell of
her ear, his hand moving between her legs. "I can't take a
breath without thinking of you." He trembled, wanting her,
and he realized what he was doing was wrong. "1 know what
it feels like to stand at the door of Eden knowing you can't
enter."

Desire lingered and played along her nerve endings, and
she ached from the touch of his hand. "If 1 am Eden, 1 will
take you in, Reese."

He suddenly stiffened. What was he doing?

He grasped her arms and surged upward, taking her with
him, pulling her shirt together and lifting her trousers.
"Saber," he said in a voice devoid of feeling, "you will have
to forgive me. 1 lost my head for a moment. That's no excuse,
and it won't happen again."

"Reese, 1-"

"You are very desirable, and you made me forget your
bridegroom is my best friend."

TYKOTA'S WOMAN

SAN ANTONIO ROSE

TEXAS PROUD

CONSTANCE O'BANYON