Chapter 5

• The burning ache in her pelvis built to an unbearable intensity, and she moved against him with a soft, helpless whimper. Desperate to relieve the intoxicating heat threatening to consume her, she pressed her nails into his broad shoulders.
• “Please… don’t… stop.”
• “My pleasure,” he growled softly, his dark eyes narrowed into slits of liquid fire. Deep color highlighted his sharp cheekbones as his gaze swept over her flushed face and parted lips.