SHE HAD SAVORED PASSION
in her nightly dreams only never as fierce and fiery as when she looked into Stuart's coal-black eyes. He was a man who demanded loyalty, commanded respect and always got what he desired. And all Jennie McBride could hope for was that he would desire her. But when he encircled her in the bracelet of his strong, powerful arms and claimed her soft rosebud lips in a long breathless kiss, she knew that her heart - and flesh - were bound to his until the end of time...
HE HAD TASTED PLEASURE
in the arms of many maidens yet none filled him with searing ecstasy like the tantalizing seductress Jennie. With hair the color of wheat at harvest and skin as smooth as the finest pearl, Stuart became lost in the depths of her innocent passion and vowed to make her his own. That love had not been in his plans when he first encountered the green-eyed vixen no longer mattered. He wanted her, he needed her - and he'd take her on an exquisite one-way journey