his warmth against mine as we head toward the door. Reaching for the key I keep

in my hand and then back at me. There's a curious glint in his

voice steady, though my heart is beating faster than I care to admit. H

taking one last glance outside as if to make

the nightstand, the simple act groundin

ace again. It's the same smirk that always seems to drive me a l

hanks," I whisper back, unable to hide the joy in my voice. Th

helming. He touches my face with his large hands, his fingers warm a

behind it. The sparks between us are immediate, explosive, and the connection i

is lips are on me again, trailing down my neck, sending shivers

reach the collar of my shirt. I shiver, not from cold, but from the intensity of the moment. Before

ot now. Not ever. And someho

ing, and I wonder if it's even possible to get any closer. My fingers tangle in his hair, t

my breath. I'm on fire, every inch of me aching with need, with desire. But

in. The words slip out before I can stop them. I don't wan

lothes, making my skin hum with awareness. We're close. Too close, and

my back, him hovering over me, his body strong and firm against mine. I ca

my touch. His skin is smooth, warm, but hard in all the right places. Oh my

out, more to my

sement dancing in his e

ht," I say, trying to refocus, though it's hard to keep my mind from wandering. I'm

path of his muscles. Every inch of him feels like fire under my touch, and I can't seem to get enough. I pull away

nding a thrill through me. I don't know how he can still be so

s toned body in all its glory. He's even more perfect than I imagined-muscles that c

look on my face. I try to play it cool, but my heart is thumping in my

a cocky smile on his l

en staring for so long. "Uh... nope," I sa

ck to me, kissing him once more. I'm

o restricting. "Take this thing off!" he orders, his lips brushing my skin a

ff, I'm left in my white lacey bra, and I feel the rush of heat hit my cheeks.

like time stops. For a moment, it's just the two of us, standing o

lips us over, so now he's on top, his hands tracing every curve of my body, as if h

whisper, "Wait!" He pauses, just for a m

ow but reassuring. "Don't worry

when he kisses me again, everything

, I let myse