Emma delighted in the feel of his stubble brushing her face. He held her tight, as if letting go would somehow harm them both. She delighted in that, as well. His lips demanded responses, his kisses potent and heady. Emma opened for him, allowing his tongue to sweep inside the hollows of her mouth.She made a little sound of pleasure and felt his body tighten. Her belly pressed against his manhood. Emmy knew no fear, only a deep curiosity and a prayer that the emptiness inside her would soon know fulfillment. He kissed her again and again, his mouth devouring hers, his lips trailing kisses all over her face only to return to her mouth once again.There was nothing gentle or tender in the way Bodine claimed her. He was a man who took what he wanted. Right now, he wanted her and Emma couldn’t deny him any more than she could deny her own yearnings.She’d never met a man like Bodine. Strong. Courageous. Hardheaded. He’d risked his life for her. No one had ever made her feel so special.Could she be in love with him?The question complicated her life, but now, in the moment, she could only feel his passion and return her own.
