The warm, moist breath seemed to flicker like a feather across her heart, causing Joanna Lawrence's heart to flutter uncontrollably.
When she met the man's fiery, glowing eyes, her heart pounded even faster, her breath momentarily halting, and clear confusion reflected in her eyes: "Ashton Heath, don't... don't do this."
Ashton Heath had already unbuttoned the second button of his shirt.
Joanna looked up, catching sight of his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone, as well as the tempting pectoral muscles concealed within his black shirt.
The man's slender, well-defined fingers continued to unbutton his shirt, his fair, jade-like fingers moving over the pure black handmade buttons. The act of disrobing seemed all the more enticing no matter how she looked at it.
That subtle view of his chest muscles, the bobbing Adam's apple...
And the irresistible scent of his masculine hormones.
Joanna's little heart was pounding faster and faster, trembling more and more violently.