At the first touch of his lips, her body came alive and her nerve endings tingled with awareness. The feel of his body atop hers, his heavy weight - and hardness - pressing at the junction of her thighs brought a moan to her lips. Unable to resist, and giving in to the urge of her body, she thrust her hips against him. A gratifying groan met that action and he ground his pelvis back against hers, shooting a wave of pleasure throughout her.
Breanna teetered on a swell of bliss. Her breathing grew ragged as his lips devoured hers hungrily. She clasped her hands around his torso and rubbed her palms against the muscular planes of his back. The thin linen of his shirt annoyed her, she wanted to experience the heat of his flesh.
"Um, I take it you've resolved your differences?" interrupted her father's voice seeming to come from leagues away.