Chapter 58

• CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT
• She made a small needy sound as she drank in the heady taste of the man who held her so firmly in his arms. She clung to him while he angled his head, first one way and then the other, as though he were greedy to experience her every way he could—and greedy to take the kiss to levels she’d never thought possible in mouth-to-mouth contact.
• But it wasn’t enough. Not for her. And apparently not for him, either. She felt one of his large hands slide down to her hips and slip under the hem of her T-shirt to pull her lower body in against his erection, as though he were desperate to satisfy his craving for intimate contact with her.