Chapter 42

• Her hand crawled up, touching his mouth, her thumb hovering over his lower lip, tracing the seams, reminding him of what a playboy he was and maybe the fact that he needed sex badly. "Maybe I want to see you try burning me."
• He grabbed her wrist and lowered her hand, as gently as he possibly could, without pressing it against his raging hard-on. "Whatever you think that you are doing, you failed while trying."
• "Give me some credit." She licked her sumptuous lips. "You have no idea what I am capable of."