like a gust of wind blowing right by him. And with that wind, opening his eyes he saw the vision of his life.
A vision to live for. That was what she was. Her arms hugging her slender frame, she walked right past him, head down, long hair blowing around her. The long cream dress she wore wrapped around her body like fine silk. He saw the outline of slender legs, could see the narrow hips and small waist. Breasts that pressed against the material, stretched by the way she hugged herself. Just the simple sight of her had his blood boiling, cock throbbing, and the animal need to take and claim. Drake wanted her and it wasn’t for just a single night.
Instead of catching up with his father, he turned and followed her.
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He felt her pain—as intense as his own.
Taking two glasses of wine from a tray, Drake followed her to the other side of the grounds. For a few seconds his heart began to pound in his chest with the thought that she was going to head so far away from the party that he might get to be completely alone with her. But no such luck. She stopped at a table that held snack food. Still hugging herself, she looked down at the food, touching nothing.
Drake went up behind her, raised his arm over her hand, and lowered the glass down right in front of her face. “Sometimes a drink helps ease the pain.” She jumped, swung around and huge blue eyes stared at him. Quickly she looked around. “Expecting someone else?”
“Oh, um, I…” It seemed that she couldn’t get a word out.
Drake nodded, dangling the glass in front of her again. “Have a drink. Might help you form the words.”
He saw her hand shake as she took the glass from him. He took a drink and just about held his breath until he saw her take a tender sip.
Her lips touched the rim of the glass and the tip of her tongue touched her lips. The action he felt to the tip of his cock.
He cleared his throat. “I’m Drake.” Again, she looked around, and he did also. “Something wrong?”
“My father doesn’t want me to socialize alone,” she answered. The sweetness of her voice slid over his senses like fine silk. Drake wanted to wrap himself up in her voice and never walk away. “I suppose I have my reputation to think of.”
“I doubt your reputation could be tarnished at a party like this,” he snickered taking another drink. “The whole damn place is lit up like the fourth of July.”
She smelled like the air after a rainstorm. Fresh, clean, sweet. Drake found it very hard to drink his wine and act like everything was normal.
Inside he was raging to conquer, to take. She was his, now he just had to figure out the best way to handle the take. Right now, it was a struggle to not pull her into his arms, mark her and just walk away.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” she asked, her blue eyes widening, body tensing.
God. Her scent is going to drive me nuts . “How am I staring at you?” He tried to keep his voice even, innocent sounding even. Must’ve failed because she shivered, put the glass down, and rubbed her bare arms.
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her, to feel the softness of her skin.
Drake knew women. He’d had his fair share of experience in his lifetime, but there was something about this woman that drew him in and threatened to never let go. He wanted her, but not just for a night in his bed. No, Drake wanted to hold her each night. To love, shelter and care for her. Hell, he wanted her to have his children!
“I have to go.” Before he would convince her to stay, she turned and ran away-literally.
Drake stood still watching her go.
“If you have your sights on that one, forget it.” A young man came up to him, beers in his hand instead of the fine wine. “No one is to get near Natasha Millard.”
Drake turned his head