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21 " What were her abilities? She played the pianoforte passably well even though it didn't interest her. She loved to read and could spend the rest of her life in a library. She'd written a book, and her imagination was such that she could transport herself from the wilds of Scotland to anywhere. "
― Karen Ranney , The Virgin of Clan Sinclair (Clan Sinclair, #3)
22 " I will not be spoken to in that tone," she said to her mother.Enid's mouth gaped open. For only a moment, however, until she began to protest."You've gotten snippy since your marriage, haven't you? I'll not take that behavior from you, child. Your sister would never have disrespected me in such a fashion.""Enough!" Ellice held up her hand, her gaze never once leaving her mother."When have you ever respected me, Mother? I'm only a poor substitute for Eudora." She took a deep breath. "I'm not Eudora," she said. "I'm not your beloved daughter who died. I'm the one who lived. I'm tired of hearing about what my sister did or would have done. I suspect that Eudora would have silenced you long before now."She grabbed her skirts and walked around her mother, heading for the kitchen. At the door, she stopped and turned."Must I die before you begin to value me as well? "
23 " Love is like lightning. You never see it coming. If it strikes you, you know it instantly and it will forever leave its mark. "
24 " This time he surged into her, until the hair of his groin mingled with hers.She groaned softly.When her eyes opened, he asked, "Was that painful?"She shook her head. "Not at all. It felt very nice."Well, hell. Nice was not a word he would use to describe what he was feeling. The top of his head was about to blow off. He paid more attention to her breasts, cupping one while he gently suckled the other. Then he kissed her again, thumbing her nipples, keeping up the stroking rhythm. Her breathing was keeping time. Each time he surged within her, she would gasp. Each time he withdrew, she made a strangle little sound and her hands gripped his arms tighter."Is it nice?" he asked against her ear."Yes," she said, but that one word seemed to cause her a great deal of trouble."How nice?"She groaned when he began to move a little faster. If he were truly blessed he'd be able to bring her to satisfaction before his own.But it would be a tight race."Oh, Ross.""Very nice?"She made a noise in the back of her throat.She pulled her mouth away from his, her eyes flying open."Ross, oh, Ross."In the next instant, she wrapped her legs around him and raised her hips. Her whole body trembled, her channel gripping him, milking him until he had no choice but to surrender. "
25 " Just when she thought she could feel nothing more, he began to increase his pace, strokes that pushed her over the edge.The storm swallowed her screams of pleasure.She heard his exultant laughter as she jerked her hands free, gripped his buttocks and pulled him to her, riding out her climax with his. "