Chapter 168

• No, his body, he corrected himself, as the feathered strokes of her fingers wreaked hell on his better intentions.
• She had and would only ever know his body, came the completely pointless and distracting thought.
• Her soft fingers reached his buttocks and she dug her nails in. sharp and hard. She pushed closer with her bottom until her breasts rasped against his chest. Pleasure burst forth in his belly and the back of his thighs, and he pushed into her wet heat, despite himself.