Glenda D. (ggid) reviewed on 6/11/2006 + 125 more book reviews

"DESIREE," HE MURMURED, "I LOVE YOU"
With his eyes on hers, he began to unbuckle his belt. She snatched up a paperweight and heaved it as she dashed to the door. It grazed the side of his head.
It was a nightmare, she thought. But dreams didn't hurt. She heard her blouse rip even as she struggled.
"You promised. You promised," he said over and over. He coud feel her skin now, soft and hot, just as he'd imagined. Nothing was going to stop him.
The passion was exploding in his head, but not the way he'd wanted. Her screaming was tearing into him, spoiling it. "Stop it!" But she wouldn't stop screaming. She scratched, but the pain only inflamed his need, and fury. She'd lied. This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. She was a liar and a whore, and still he wanted her.
Flinging a hand out, she shoved, knocking over the table. The phone fell on the floor beside her head.
And he took the cord and wrapped it around her throat, pulling hard until the screamming stopped........

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