Tara Without Lies

Tara Without Lies

With tenderness and understanding, Tara is willing to gamble to get past Case’s solitary ways.

Title: Tara Without Lies

         Naughty Book Five

Author: Christine Young

Genre: Historical Romance

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Without lies…

A woman with no guile, with adoration in her heart for the only man she believed she would ever love. Tara once loved with purity and passion. Shared all that she was. Then she learned the agony of irrevocable loss—along with the unexpected permanence of death.

Without trust…

Case Ferguson has known only animosity as well as treachery from women. Scarred, embittered, Case becomes a solitary aloof man—swearing never to allow himself to have faith in a woman again.

Passion for all time…

When Tara and Case meet there is a haunting quality of misjudgment between them. Desperate to get past his disparaging ways, she understands his vulnerability. Tara is willing to gamble what proud reticent Case cannot. With tenderness and understanding she brings trust along with love to an anguished soul who believes in neither—though she fears in her heart that by loving Case she will lose him. Just as she lost her first love.

Excerpt

“Grant…” she whispered, her hand roaming, exploring across his belly.

Grant?

Case tightened, jealousy surging ahead. Who the devil was Grant? The man had to be another one of her lovers. He would have to discover who this man was as well as what he meant to her so he could let him know that Tara was hands off until they no longer wanted each other. That time would come.

When he looked down at her sleepy-lidded eyes, slightly dazed, she whispered again. “Kiss me. It’s been so long. I’ve missed you so much. Life isn’t the same when you’re gone.”

Case fought the urge consuming him until he could no longer control the impulse. The man must be in her past. “If that’s what you want, baby, then who am I to deny you your carnal pleasures. Your sensuality is why we are together. This might be the first kiss but it won’t be the last.”

His lips feathered across Tara’s mouth, light butterfly caresses, teasing nips, flirting sultry touches. His tongue to her mouth urging her to give more of herself. Her fingers wound into his shirt pulling him closer. Her warm breath entered into him. He placed undemanding kisses on the corners of the sweet curve of her mouth. With his teeth he nibbled on her top lip until she opened more fully for his attention. Even in her sleep she knew what she wanted. She gave all that he asked then a wee bit more.

A broken sound then a soft mewl was his reward for his tender attention. His body hardened with need as well as restraint while he steeled himself to seduce not respond. With this little vixen he found that feat impossible.

As the day progressed, she’d unfastened buttons on her shirt. Now the sight of the rounded swell of her breasts were visible between the two sides of her shirt. Touching and tasting were in the forefront of his mind. That could wait. One thing at a time.

“Oh, Grant…” she sighed again, running her hand across the expanse of his chest. “I’ve missed you.”

There it was again. Tara needed to learn the man wasn’t Grant who was kissing her, who was giving her pleasure. He deepened the kiss, smoothing his tongue over hers as she opened for him, giving him easy accesses. Inside her mouth she was hot, a sultry inferno that begged for discovery. He touched all of her, tugged on her bottom lip, caressed her teeth then delved deeper into the inferno that grew with each passing second.

When she was arching toward him, her hands winding into his hair while she accepted the intimacy he offered, he pulled away, the movement slow. Case was watching her eyes. Needed to see the moment she realized he wasn’t Grant. He was so close to her. His wishes confirmed. Knew the exact moment she opened her eyes. Her hand touched feather light on his cheek. She stared, confused for the moment. Eyes widening, she sat up, her head hitting his chin.

“You’re not Grant!”

No…he wasn’t.

“Who is Grant?

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Romance, Historical, London, Paris, France

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