“Shut up,” he muttered as her robe fell open. The delicious sight of her beautiful breasts stole his need to talk as another desire rose in his body. His hand pushed her flat onto the bed, his lips kissed her skin from her neck down to the softest part of her body, his hand delving, lifting the tips of her breasts to his hungry mouth. Her hands entwined in his hair, an effort to force him away, but it felt so right, he felt so right and the hair pulling him away began to hold him to her. His lips were just as hot, his tongue lapping at her flesh. Her head fell back against the soft pillows, Joshua’s multi-colored hair falling on her skin, a silky caress as he suckled sweetly at her breast. She groaned faintly, a gentle echo in her throat as Joshua’s target changed. He slid down her body, the belt at her waist tugged open on his journey. He smiled as his head rested on the curve of her hip, his hand gently stroking the feminine triangle of pale hair. She wasn’t fighting him, wasn’t defying him.
