Guardian of the Heart - Rakehell Regency Author:Sorcha MacMurrough Guardian of the Heart — Book Six, The Rakehell Regency Series — Sorcha MacMurrough — The ultimate temptation! — Dr. Blake Sanderson, married to his career and determined to alleviate the plight of the poor, never imagines he will wed or have a family until his friend Peter asks him to become the guardian of his step-sister Arabella. — Blake recalls h... more »er as a small child. The lovely raven-haired eighteen-year old he is presented with turns his entire life upside down.
For as all of the most eligible bachelors in London and Somerset pursue Arabella, Blake realizes that he has fallen in love with the one woman society and convention forbid him to have.
Arabella meets handsome Dr. Sanderson at the site of a tragic accident. He is the only man she has ever been interested in. He's a gentleman after her own heart, dedicated to the poor, and passionate under his rigidly controlled exterior.
When she discovers Blake is to be her guardian, she is devastated. As her friends parade beau after beau in front of her, Arabella becomes certain Blake is the only man she can ever respect, esteem and desire enough to marry.
But how can she convince Blake of this before their enemies move in to tear them apart forever?
God, it was so cold. Only a bit further, please. I need to keep them safe?.
Blake replayed the kiss he had shared with Belle hours before. It had been honey-sweet, and made him forget for a moment even his own terrible past.
He could taste dew, smell freshly mown grass, feel the glorious sunshine upon his face, the warmth penetrating his bones, his soul? A new life.
Spring was the season, flowers, bees, pollen, everything fresh and new, like her skin, her hair?.
Unbound, flowing over Blake?s bare body like a river as it cascaded down her shoulders, covering her voluptuous breasts, which peeped through the raven tresses.
It was a stark contrast, the pink, white and black. She was cradling his head against her, one nipple sliding unerringly into his mouth to nurture him, fill him with longing?.
He could hear the shouts, the sound of running feet, the flinging open of the coach doors. He felt a little hand upon his shoulder, a delicate caress of his face.
?Come, Blake, it?s over now. You?re safe. We?re safe. I?ll look after you.?
Then he was moving, sliding downwards, stumbling, his arms around her shoulders?
Her bare shoulders, so creamy and soft, her slender throat.
He kissed them all, then her rosy lips as his legs moved over hers. He moved inside the warm circle of her arms, her body, and the sun blazed anew in all its glory, blinding him with its brilliance as she shimmered all around him, hot, wet, loving, a taste of heaven on earth as he poured out all his pent-up yearnings into her?