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He was inexplicably drawn to the shape of her lips. He wanted to lose himself in their silken texture and know beyond a shadow of a doubt that her attention was solely on him. Without thought he brushed his lips against hers, drawing her full bottom lip between his teeth, savouring the flavor of mint candy on her breath.
Her soft mewl of surprise didn’t stop him. His mouth slanted over hers, urging her lips apart. Hesitantly, she complied and he deepened the kiss, revelling in the tremor that quaked through her body. The fact that they were in the stables of his benefactor never once crossed his mind. Not until the whinny of a nearby horse pierced the haze of desire that clouded his reasoning. Caroline must have heard it too because she broke away from their kiss, covering those well-kissed lips with her fingertips.
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