“Sure. ” Her pulse pumped away in her privates. She could barely hear him. Her hand reached for him of its own volition, all yearning-like. “Nick?”
“No. ” He turned his back on her and stripped off his shirt.
No?
Oh. No.
Alright. Fine. She didn’t need the jerk. She’d take care of it herself.
“Your hand goes any lower and you’re not going to like what happens. ” He toed off his boots. Bare feet could be surprisingly sexy. All the plains and angles of his body were being gradually revealed for her viewing pleasure. She should put her tongue back in her mouth. Soon. He dealt with the button and the fly of his jeans and shoved them down his legs with sharp movements. Her tongue nearly disappeared down her throat that time. There was nothing beneath but very aroused Nick. Damn him. The thi
