Philip opened the door, threw in his overnight bag and swept her up in his arms to carry her across the threshold like a bride. “What are you doing?” she exclaimed, laughing and trying not to think too hard about the symbolism. “Making sure you don’t get away,” he declared with heated kisses, letting her body slide down his as he kicked the door shut behind them. “As if.” She kissed him back eagerly, flinging off her shoes as he backed her to the bed, where he made swift work of her dress and pushed her onto the mattress. He landed on her a fraction of a second later, having tossed aside his shirt. “I told you I’d have you naked under me,” he murmured, sliding his hands up her ribs to her breasts. He spread apart her legs with his knees and settled between them, still wearing his jeans. “I like being naked under you,” she said, thrilling to the feel of his hard body against her bare skin. She loved the way he took complete command and didn’t give her time to think, or be shy or demure.
What do You think about Blue Jeans And A Badge (2005)?
