“Beneath the St. Lucian sun, with a wisp of a tropical breeze, he kissed her with all the pent-up desire that had… — Tracy March Copy Share Image
“A rush of sensation pulsed through her, lingering long after his touch. The towel quickly fell free. He caught it before it slipped to… — Tracy March Copy Share Image
“Beneath the St. Lucian sun, with a wisp of a tropical breeze, he kissed her with all the pent-up desire that had built within… — Tracy March Copy Share Image
