Chapter 22

• Ian knew he needed to drop his hands and get away from her, but his brain and body weren’t communicating at the moment. He could feel her tremble beneath his touch and the male in him was on a power trip knowing he affected her that way. Kissing his way slowly down her shoulder, her skin so soft and smooth, he could taste her all night and not get enough.
• Moving his hand across her ribs, he pulled her back tight against him, molding that perfect ass of hers into the hard evidence of how much he wanted her. As he slid his hand over to her hip, she leaned both hands against the wall, pushing her body against his.
• Holding her tightly, he turned them both and put his back to the wall, widening his stance and softly kicking her feet further apart as he did. She dropped her head back against his shoulder and he couldn’t resist biting his way along her exposed throat.