The Seduction of Widow McEwan
Chapter One
Delicious heat crawled through Jamie's body as magical hands swept over her flesh. She moved restlessly against the
bed, the linens wrapping around her ankles. Wet kisses, then warm hands skimmed up her legs, drifting over her body,
until a lean hard body covered hers.
"Jamie," a familiar voice whispered. "Wake up, sweetheart."
Breath feathered against her skin, followed by another wet, openmouthed kiss. She shivered as she felt the scrape of
teeth against her flesh. She didn't want to wake up, ever. Of all her dreams, she had never had one so vivid, so
mesmerizing. The temptation to give in, to indulge in her reverie was just too much. Opening her eyes, even
acknowledging there was a world outside her dream, would cause it to crash.
She pressed her legs together as the pressure built between her thighs. Sparks of heat flowed through her blood.
"Jamie." Low, seductive, the voice called out to her again. She wanted to respond to the request, to the desire she
heard, but she didn't want to leave the delectable fantasy.
Jamie shifted her weight, her body ... read full excerpt from The Seduction of Widow McEwan ebook
