Excerpt of If the Duke Demands by Anna Harrington

“What is it about my brother that draws you so?” Before Miranda could answer, the tip of Sebastian’s tongue traced the outer curl of her ear, swirled down, and plunged inside. She shuddered at the delicious sensation. She knew she should step away—this was Sebastian, for heaven’s sake!—but she simply couldn’t make herself leave the circle of his strong arms. “Robert is masculine,” she breathed. “Most men are,” he answered, dancing heated kisses down the side of her neck. “He’s handsome,” she forced out, hoping he couldn’t hear the trembling in her voice. “Hmm.” His hand on her hip drifted upward along the side of her body, lightly tracing across her ribs. “We’re brothers. We look alike.” “He’s exciting…a risk-taker…” Her voice was a throaty, breathless purr. “He’s thrilling.” “Lots of men are thrilling.” He smiled wickedly against her neck at the reaction his clever fingers elicited from her. “I’m thrilling.” “You?” She gave a throaty laugh of surprise. “Sebastian, you’re the most reserved, restrained man I—” In one fluid motion, he whirled her in his arms and pushed her back against the wall, his mouth swooping down to capture hers and swallow her words as he kissed her into silence…