The Face of Love — Anne N. Reisser

Though she struggled to maintain control, Andrea couldn't deny the waves of pleasure coursing through her body as his strong hands caressed her knowingly.

Breck Carlson -- blond, blue-eyed, towering above her like a Ming warrior. His vigor and ambition had always gotten him everything he wanted in life. But Andrea was not to be so easily won. She had sworn she would never surrender to a casual affair. Did he love her... or did he mean to take her as a proud warrior takes a woman and leave her eager for a fresh conquest?