Was it fear or desire that made her quake? Maybe both considering he had effectively disarmed her by taking away her sense of sight. She was completely at his mercy, which was exactly what he wanted. Taking a short breath, Sean leaned forward to place a hand on Leah’s bare shoulder. Slowly, he glided his fingers along her impossibly soft skin. It felt like heaven and he wanted to take more than just this feather light touch. It took all his willpower to hold back. “Don’t be scared. I promise I won’t push you any farther than you want to go.” He was happy when her tense arms relaxed a fraction and her breathing slowed a little. “Leah, this is a fantasy. Just enjoy it.” Her voice quivered as she whispered, “In this, at least, I-I trust you.” Her unexpected words made Sean’s heart leap. Her trust felt even better than her skin had. Almost. He inched his chair closer as he pulled one of the covered dishes to the middle of the table. He lifted the metal cover to reveal a beautiful bouquet of jasmine and orchids from the island’s private gardens.
