A sweet flutter skimmed over her breast. A weight pressed against her side. Warmth raced through her chest as her heart began to pound. Hot lips fastened to her nipple and suckled. She cried out, her head lifting off the mattress as his lifted from her chest. In the darkness, she searched for his gaze even as she knew that he searched for hers and although she could not see the brilliance of his eyes, they found each other in the small space and paused to share a silent agreement. The haze of sleep mixed with the rush of arousal that swept her so fast she grasped onto his shoulders. A new awareness of him formed in the half-dream, half-awake state. This man had the power to arouse her sensuality to full-blown passion as if this were his sole mission in life. As his lips fastened to her other nipple, Charlotte let her head fall back against the pillow. He nipped, licked and finally suckled while his hand roamed to her pussy with unwavering intent. The shock of pleasure jerked her body when his fingers circled her clit and dove between her parted labia.
