Chapter 10

He left a delicate trail of kisses along the line of her hip. Each touch felt like no more than a puff of air, but it all burned through her. What was he doing to her? How was he doing it? There were other men in her life, but she couldn’t remember the last one who made her squirm, made her muscles clench and tremble from the lightest touch. When he dragged his tongue along the seam of her leg, she couldn’t bite back her shout.

She couldn’t maintain the curl of her legs around his body, either, not with her legs threatening to give out. How that was possible when she was flat on her back, she had no idea. Nor did she really care, because intelligent thought process had run screaming away the closer he got to her pussy.