head only came up to his chest. Even in the heels I wore, he towered over me. Now and then, his big hand flopped against my neck o

door. It suddenly dawned on me that I'd lef

," I

s darted up to him. He stared down at

t I'd grown a second head. I reminded myself tha

ight stung my bare arms, neck, and back. Even Dylan's body heat as he leane

trouser pocket, and a welcome jangle met my ear. He tried t

me, but his shadowy stare bl

eing me properly for the first time. To have his attention pinned on me almost robbed me o

e ruined your dad's birthday getting into this state." I

trongly and significantly. "You're right, Cherry. Thank yo

ever said thank you so sincerely. And those words "us" and "home" se

felt as if I'd stumbled into one of my fantasies. His lips devoured mine, plundering my mouth and stealing my breath away. I was power

and exploring. My tongue tangled with his, and ripples of pleasure flooded me. His

etween my legs. A moan escaped me, and Dylan pulled back. His burning stare s

he other trailed down by back, and then they were both on my hips, massaging my skin through the sheer silk of my dress. His mouth cont

pushed the front door open and carried us inside. I wiggled my heels off, usi

na

I could bask in the sight of him. Laying me down on the bed, Dylan's eyes never left me as if he were feasting o

m

admired the sculpted muscle of his chest, all the way down to where it disappeared below his waistli

he shoved the silk dress up around my waist, pulled down my lace knickers, then stroked the bundle of nerves between my legs. I gasped as the wet

. I was close to coming apart, but I wanted him completely. Leaning down, I grasped his aro

gasped. "