Stars Over Texas — Beverly C. Warren

Keeping one arm firmly around her tiny waist, Scott cupped her chin and lifted it. “Dani,” he whispered before his lips touched hers… His mouth moved over hers with increasing passion, increasing urgency, increasing demand yet with a slow, steady gentleness. If Dani had any resistance, it flowed out her toes to dissipate into the water. She clung to him, meeting his ardor with growing desire, totally unaware that they were in a public place. Her senses were being provoked to a new awareness, with sharp yearning that was propelling her into a realm where only velvety pleasure remained. A resounding wave crashed against them…