Seth kissed me again, and that time I let the fire free. Desire consumed me as it flowed through my limbs. He was wearing entirely too much and my mind screamed for more. My fingers worked at his layers of clothing. First his jacket, then his waistcoat and shirt were all discarded on the floor. Finally I could lay my hands on his bare chest, where his heart beat under my touch. He was so warm, how could anyone think him cold?
Seth undid the tie at my waist and his hand crept inside the robe and along my naked flesh. A small gasp left my throat as his fingers splayed over my back and he caressed my spine. There was almost nothing between us now.
Yes, my mind whispered. I want all of him, against all of me.
Holding me to him, he tugged the silk from my shoulders and it dropped from my body to pool on the floor. I was naked before him.
"Why Miss Jeffrey, do you always sleep naked?" he murmured, as his hands stroked my heated skin.