Forbidden: A free sexy read from the author of Off Limits. For fans of Fifty shades Freed. Clare ConnellyЧитать онлайн книгу.
One night wasn’t enough…
Will two be too much?
Violinist Astra James has never forgotten her x-rated night with billionaire Manning Brown-Hadden – or how he walked away the morning after. He’s her step-brother, so he couldn’t be more off-limits…but his every sinful touch is branded on her memory for life! So this time, she’s going to make him beg for her! It’s her game, so she’s playing by her rules, one hot moment at a time…
Also by Clare Connelly
Off Limits
Bought for the Billionaire’s Revenge
Innocent in the Billionaire’s Bed
Coming Soon
Burn Me Once
Her Wedding Night Surrender
CLARE CONNELLY was raised in small-town Australia amongst a family of avid readers. She spent much of her childhood up a tree, Mills & Boon book in hand. Clare is married to her own real-life hero and they live in a bungalow near the sea with their two children. She is frequently found staring into space—a sure-fire sign that she’s in the world of her characters. She has a penchant for French food and ice-cold champagne, and Mills & Boons continue to be her favourite ever books. Writing for Mills & Boon is a long-held dream. Clare can be contacted via clareconnelly.com or her Facebook page.
Forbidden
Clare Connelly
ISBN: 9781474085052
Forbidden © 2018 Clare Connelly
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Version: 2018-09-27
Contents
I’M HIGH FROM THE applause. As always, the sound of an audience’s appreciation for what I do, for the music I create, the songs I play, fills me with pleasure.
But that’s not why my heart is rabbiting about in my chest, beating against my ribs in a frantic tattoo.
It’s because of him.
Manning Brown-Hadden. Or, as I like to think of him, my first lover. My only lover.
A frisson of anticipation runs down my spine. Flashes of memory lance me, memories of our night together that are crystal clear despite the passage of time. The way his fingers, tentative at first, lifted my dress, tracing the flesh of my thighs with such reverence, as though I were his precious objet d’art and he my owner.
I stifle a groan as the recollections sear me with their intensity.
Manning is not just my lover. He is not just the only man ever to touch and kiss me.
He