eyes locked on the girl stripping

ung low around his hips clinging to water droplets that traced down the ridges of his abdomen.

legs were trembling as she tried to kick it off. Her dark hair spilt

s fr

enly spilt on his suit, so he came to the room to freshen up and stay away from th

in the city, and many young ladies, even

efore him, who was clearly no

w, cautious. "Are you...Do y

h the fog. She turned slowly

gorgeous. Her pulse

slightly as she crawled to the edge of

knees, her dress halfway off, revealing delicat

, more firmly.

s brushing his chest. "You smel

fore her lips brushed his collarbone a

me," he murmured, trying t

inking slowly. "That's n

eed to

essing her lips to the hollow of his throat. Her

itted hi

way she desperately clung to him lik

n, studying her.

d. "Angel,"

owed. He knew

again, this time

, fiercely as if the l

hips, guiding her down to the bed.

ftly, her eye

breathing hard. "

o her before he could fin

-

s mor

ike drums in her skull. Her throat

ght streaming through the cur

dress was gone, and a silk sheet

sat up slowly,

he hell

. The imprint of a man's body still warmed the she

et tightly around herself. Her heels lay o

the nightstand and she pic

mascara streaked down her cheeks, and l

pened la

ly managing to dress in the torn fabric. She opene

ms, but what she didn't know...was that she had had a one-