Lawrence passionately kissed Miranda, removing his suit jacket and unbuttoning his shirt, his body seeking closer intimacy.
Miranda lifted her hand, feeling his hot, hard chest beneath her palm.
Lawrence lifted the hem of her nightgown, his slightly rough fingers exploring upward along her delicate calf, kissing along the way.
He pinched her soft waist, causing Miranda to let out a low moan.
Hearing her own sensuous sounds, she opened her eyes, instantly sobering up.
Lawrence was pulling down the strap of her nightgown, intending to kiss her further. But Miranda pushed him away, and he tried to cover her lips again.
"No!"
This time, she avoided his kiss, and Lawrence, breathing heavily, stopped his actions.
With her eyes shimmering, Miranda looked at Lawrence, half of his handsome
