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Excerpts Home Contest Links Free Bio e-mail Resources Her head fell back exposing her throat and Quinns mouth covered the pounding pulse. Her words wrapped tightly in what seemed a breathless question. Quinn, do you believe in lust at first sight? Quinns tongue traced up her neck and around the curve of her ear, I think I could be easily convinced. He kissed behind her ear and the hand that held her neck moved to the front to caress her throat. His fingers moved down and slipped along the edge of the black lace blouse, a finger venturing under and finding the heated flesh of her breast... Read the last of chapter one at
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