Bab 42: Chapter Fourty Two

She heard the challenge in his voice, and her gaze zeroed in on the utterly decadent sight she presented as he cupped her in his palms, kneaded her skin with deep, erotic strokes that made her insides melt She leaned into his touch without thinking, helpless to do anything but respond.

She couldn't have imagined feeling this way if she'd tried. She hadn't expected him to move so fast, hadn't in her heart of hearts believed this whole idea would work out But he was here. Touching her.

He regarded her beneath heavy-lidded eyes, a look that drugged her with the promise of his next touch, a look that made it hard to draw a decent breath.

"You like how this feels." he asked. It wasn't a question, more a statement of fact that she couldn't deny. She nodded helplessly.

"What about this?" he asked again.

He caught her nipples in a firm pinch and fire shot through her like a lightning bolt, one hot blast that singed every nerve ending from warm to blistering.