‘He pulled the light sheet away from her body to expose her bare skin, and the slight breeze from the ceiling fan overhead thrilled her. She felt alive in every cell of her body, alive and desirable. He touched her again, lightly, just his fingertips along her calf and further up her thigh.
Kim ached for more contact, for the hard, demanding thrust of his body against hers, but she knew how to play the game. She lay still as stone, her breath escaping her in small gasps of pleasure.’