Her breath came heavy and ragged as she arched beneath the scorching heat of those enormous palms roaming her body, her flimsy nightgown the only barrier—though it might as well have been smoke. She burned, but this was a fire she welcomed, a conflagration that licked at her nerves and left her trembling.
"Hmmm..."
Every inch of her skin screamed for more—to be touched, claimed, devoured. Each electrifying graze sent her spiraling toward some unknown summit, her body alight with a hunger she could scarcely name.
She moved in time with the rhythm his hands dictated, her hips rolling instinctively, chasing the molten heat pooling low in her belly. Every touch was lava, searing through her, branding her soul.
"Arghh..."
A whimper escaped her lips, raw and unbidden, as pleasure coiled tig
