Loving him would be totally wrong, completely ludicrous and insane. For crying out loud, I've only known him a few days. I can't possibly be falling in love with him. It's just lust. Yeah, intense, overwhelming, lust. A heavy sigh left her mouth when she rolled to Tucker's side, pulling the sheet and blanket over them. "Mmm," he murmured, pulling her in closer. "I really need to get up and get rid of the condom." She trailed her fingers through the hair on his chest. It felt soft and springy to her. He didn't have a tremendous amount, like a furry bear or anything, but just the right bit covered the impressive expanse. The little trail of hair down his abdomen called to her. Follow me. Dancing her fingers over his skin, she watched as his flesh jumped and quivered with each touch. "Yes you do, but I'm having fun." "I can tell," he said with a chuckle. "Keep goin', darlin', and I'll be needin' another one." She ran one fingernail down the line of hair. "And this is a bad thing, why?" "It's not.
