Chapter 30
With her arms trapped behind her, Raven's breasts thrust forward, her back arched, and her hard nipples brushed against Noah's broad chest. Her pulse hummed, her heart pounding. There was a trace of apprehension under the surface but, mostly, she was aroused. Curious.
Still holding her wrists, Noah reached for the whipped cream and spread a generous amount on each breast. She held her breath when he dipped his head to lick it away, hot mouth against cool skin. Her nerves fired, creating sensual heat over her body and throbbing between her legs. When he finished lavishing one breast, he moved to the other, just like she'd done to him.
She was panting by the time he was finished and he grabbed the can again. He made a long vertical line between her breasts, to her naval, where he sprayed two additional lines to create an arrow pointing down.
Without looking up from his task, he rumbled, "In case there was any doubt what direction I was headed."