Excerpt of Beguiled by Sylvia McDaniel

Drew inhaled sharply. "God, Layla."

Cupping his hand on her face, she moved her cheek against his palm letting his fingers caress her cheek. Slowly she slid his palm across her cheeks, down her throat, her chest, until his hand rested on her breast.

With a gentle squeeze, he cupped her breast, his fingers toying with her nipple.

"Are you sure?" he said, his breathing heavy, understanding her unspoken invitation.

She didn't reply. Still holding his hand, she drew him into her room and quietly shut the door.

The moment the door closed behind him, Drew pulled her into his arms. His mouth covered hers, gently at first, then more firmly until she parted her lips slightly, tasting the fine brandy on his breath.

The need to live and feel alive in Drew's embrace urged her on, as his warm mouth caressed hers. She could feel her lips opening farther to receive his kiss, her body surrendering to his...