Elizabeth arched her back and stretched, feeling the pull of muscles she never knew she had.
Last night had been what dreams were made of. Well, really sexy dreams anyway.
As promised, Chris had joined her in the shower and they’d stayed under the spray until the water began to cool, only to continue what turned out to be the best and longest foreplay of her life in his bed. She’d never felt sexier or more beautiful in her life.
Joining with Chris was more than just the physical. Sure, she found him attractive, hot, sexy, and every other term for drop-dead gorgeous you could think of. She wasn’t sure any woman with eyes wouldn’t. His dark hair, deep brown eyes, broad shoulders . . . she could go on and on, but when he was inside her, she felt connected to him in a way she’d never felt b
