Chapter 47

That was a warning tone. Nellie heard it, she just didn't want him to stop, God! She was dying with need. She had managed to squirm around to the side. It didn't help, he was still holding her fast, and she'd exhausted herself trying. But suddenly he was kissing her again, she had no idea how he managed it, but each kiss had the capacity to nullify her senses and weaken every limb in her body. One moment he was staring at her mouth with a dark glint in his eyes, the next moment he was on her again, kissing every part of her. The hold he had across her chest, that had locked her arms at her sides, changed. He gathered her closer for the kiss, but he wasn't holding her as tightly as he had been. She actually got one arm loose and managed to get it up to his chest where she let it roam freely. She had to fight the urge to beg him to take her, he was only just kissing her and yet his kiss was too sensual and every bit as nice as she remembered it being. She found herself enjoying it far