Chapter 47

• She was in a sensual land that she’d never thought she’d experience. She’d heard other women talk of lust and chemical attraction, and had always secretly disbelieved them or thought it was overrated. Ever since she'd met Simon…she knew.
• She could sense his growing impatience as he pulled the shirt off her completely until it fell at her feet, a pool of black. She jerked, anticipation lasering through her veins as he stared longingly at her naked nody. Then he bent his head and blew softly and enticed, before flicking out his tongue to taste and then drawing that tight, extended peak into his mouth. Sara's head fell back. She couldn’t stop the moan, and wondered at this woman she didn’t recognise.
• As Simon suckled, a tight spiral of intense sensation connected directly with Sara's groin. She found herself pressing closer, seeking, wanting more, arching her back. He was torturing her with his mouth. She couldn’t breathe. He reached down, lifted one leg and hooked it around his thigh. His other hand was on the leg that was barely able to keep her standing.