Bab 137: Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven

He moved closer, reducing the inches that separated them, noticing the tip of her tongue as it snaked out to moisten her lips.

Katherine swallowed. What was going on? She thought. What was he doing? The gap between them was closing, and instinct made her step backwards—away from his inexorable path towards her.

He moved closer still. Katherine stopped moving and he grabbed her and pulled her against his hard body.

"J—Jensen! What do you think you are doing?'

He heard her stumbled words with a triumphant kick of pleasure. He liked knowing that she reacted that way towards him. Even if she was trying really hard to act like she didn't want him anymore.

She stared up at him with widened eyes. She put her hands against his chest to stop him. But that was a mistake because when she placed her hands on him, all she wanted to do was run her hands all over his chest and cling to him.