Jacqueline knew the very moment that Angus surrendered to her. His touch changed, the restraint in his manner dissolved, and she felt his passion unleashed. Angus had introduced her to such tenderness and sensation that she was anxious to know more.
She was curious.
And she desired Angus as well. There was something about this man that made her aware of her femininity, that made her yearn to understand what intimacy passed between men and women. She had decided impulsively that ’twas a sign that she should discover the truth of it with him.
Perhaps that was but an excuse. Either way, there was a quickening in her blood when he kissed her so ardently as he did now, as if her own flesh knew more of what would come than she did herself. His hands roved over her as he tasted her and she ech
