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189 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1979
Polly felt a hate rising in her, a hate for him for using her; hate for herself for her response. But most of all a hate for his practised mastery of the situation...mastery of Polly Kendall.
But curiously, for all her anger, Polly stood as though magnetised as the man slowly and deliberately began running his sensual fingers through her hair, first at the temples, then at the nape of her neck. Her pulses moved with his as he traced the line of her slender backbone, as he explored the hollow of her throat, as his hands once more followed the swell of her breats. The she felt his hand at the neck of her shirt unbuttoning the shirt; then she felt the warmth of his fingers on her flesh.