Chapter 84

• Julian couldn’t resist. He smoothed his hands over her slender arms, then down over the bare curve of her waist and hips, settling on her behind, drawing her close. He dipped his head and met Nina's mouth with his, and within seconds the flames of desire were igniting around them, their tongues dancing feverishly. Nina forgot about teasing and restraint. She strained upwards on tiptoe to try and get even closer, pressing herself against Julian blindly, seeking more, seeking to assuage the urgent need building deep in her core.
• Without breaking contact she brought her hands down between them to his trousers, found the opening, careless in her haste, dragging his trousers down impatiently over lean hips. His hands had gone from cupping her stomach to under her panties, molding the cheeks of her bottom, making her arch into him, thwarting her attempts to drag down his trousers.
• "Julian…" She almost sobbed with frustration, not even sure what was hampering her, only knowing that she didn’t want to stop touching him for a second. To lose contact with that hot skin, that heavenly musky scent, would be like depriving herself of oxygen.