The slide of his lips over hers wasn’t gentle. Need and urgency accompanied the deep plunge of his tongue. A blast of fire heated her from the inside, and she answered the call, tangling her tongue with his in a desperate plea for more.The world tipped as he surged up and forward. A strong arm bracketed her waist, and she thrilled to the friction of his hard chest against her peaked nipples. Warm fingers spread over the skin of her back, left bare by the low dip of her suit, and guided her down until she lay sprawled on the couch. He joined her, all tangled arms and legs, and the weight of him, solid and delicious and covering her from chest to knees, dragged forth a moan.He ended the kiss, lifting his head, and the breath caught in her throat. Shaggy, sun-dipped hair fell forward to frame the tight lines of his face. Dark and stormy, his eyes gleamed with sensual intent, but there was a question in them as well.Did he think she wasn’t with him? Completely and without reserve?Like the mist after a summer storm, her doubts evaporated beneath the heat of his study.
