His arm is curled around my back as I’m sprawled half on top of him. My fingers trace his naked chest, savoring the feel of his lean, sinewy muscles underneath my fingertips. I’m finally able to study his naked form in the early morning light, and I take advantage of the fact that he’s still asleep as my eyes linger over his taut chest. The images of last night roll through my mind, and I smile to myself as I recall the way I nearly crumbled underneath him when his mouth was on me. Slowly, my hand trails down his torso, not leaving a single inch untouched as I memorize every hard line and ridge, more than enjoying how he’s filled out over the years. Holding my breath, I slide my hand beneath the sheet as I get closer to his morning erection. Just as my fingertips brush the smooth, silky head of him, a hand comes up and takes hold of mine, stopping me in my tracks. Shifting my eyes, I release my breath when I see Cohen peering down at me with amusement in his eyes. He brings our joined hands up to his lips and gives mine a soft kiss.
What do You think about Combust (The Wellingtons #1)?
