Ashure resisted the urge just to rip off Tonya’s blouse. Not that it would have mattered since the soft material was already ruined anyway. While he knew she wasn’t in any pain, thanks to the spell he had cast to stop it, he knew her arm would be tender from where she had been shot.
He slipped his hand between them as he kissed her. He tried to work loose the buttons on her blouse, but it was an almost impossible task considering he was more focused on kissing her. She kept her lips pressed against his while she pulled far enough away from him so that he could finish the task.
Once it was completed, he gently pushed the material off her shoulders. Their tongues danced as he dropped her blouse to the floor. He placed a trail of kisses from her lips along her jaw to her throat.
“I have dr
